Once upon a time there was a girl called Stix and a boy called the NC. They both had jobs, nice cars, they had breaks away, ate out lots, saw friends, went to lots of gigs and had a brilliant time.
They loved each other very much, and after a very very short time, they got married. And for a while, they carried on in their jobs, with their nice cars, having breaks away, eating out lots, seeing friends, going to gigs and having a brilliant time.
They bought a house which took up some of their money, and so they sold one of the cars, and shared the other.
Then they decided to have a family, and along came Mini, and simultaneously Stix got made redundant from her job. All of a sudden money became tighter, and it became important to spend time together as a family. So with one job down, one car down, the breaks away stopped, eating out stopped, seeing friends stopped, the gigs stopped, but they carried on having a brilliant time especially with a new little person in their lives. (Oh, but they changed the car to one a bit older, but more child friendly with a bigger boot for the buggy.)
A little while later, there was more news - a baby was coming! And with that news, came the announcement of the NC's redundancy. So 2 jobs down, oh, then the car went wrong, so got changed for something even older, all the breaks, gigs and restaurants (except for the odd Starbucks lunch and coffee) had long since stopped. Life was still brilliant, with some super-stellar bits even, but getting harder.
A new job was found, but with lots of commuting, then a second job was found to bring a bit more money in. The children got bigger, one started school, then things started to go really wrong.
Now? Well, a much better job has been started, the second job is still there but for pleasure and pocket money rather than necessity. The car is now an even older one, but it goes. The eating out is starting again...but at more family friendly restaurants, a holiday is planned, seeing friends has resumed, and Stix is going to a concert next week! And they've started therapy and things are on the up. So they're all still having a brilliant time, even though it's sometimes punctuated with not brilliant bits.
Yes, times have changed, we've changed, our family has changed. We'll keep on changing too, and moving from one thing to another, but I hope we'll keep on making memories and having a brilliant time.