Week 1 of the rest of my life

Week 1 of the rest of my life

Well I did it. I am officially now a retired person. First week  of the rest of my life has been lovely – though does rather feel as if I’m on holiday. This week I completed my doula coursework on supporting new mothers choices around feeding their babies. Really interesting and satisfying to do. I am now  allowed to register with Doula UK. The next step is to find  a mentor and then my profile will go public and be available  for those seeking a doula – quite a thought. . .

I’m also catching up with my massage course now that I’m not trying to do it alongside a full time job: I gave 6 massages and received 3 – and have written them all up for my log (a course requirement).  With great timing one of my clients was my daughter Tess. On the day of the massage she found out that she was pregnant with twins – very exciting, though also a little scary. It looks as if by the end of the year I may have been able to “doula” to my own daughter.

I am a life-long Labour voter and on/off Labour Party member. As a Civil Servant I had to abide by the Civil Service Code which, amongst other things, precluded me from (/excused me from) campaigning in any UK election. Theresa May’s timing was almost as good as Tess’ and meant that  for the first time for 20 years or more I went canvassing.

Its been a great week: I’ve loved getting on with my plans at last: doing doula research and coursework; writing about something I really care about; being able to do massages without feeling stressed; even being able to do some canvassing after all those years as a civil servant. But also quite emotionally draining – very aware that life is changing in a big way and not only with my move into the unknown world of self-employment/retirement/new career.