Highway to the dangerzone

As I write this, the house resembles a cross between ‘a good time was had by all’ and ‘there appears to have been a struggle.’ In all honestly my standards and abilities as a housewife in any sense of the word are at best described as lazy and at worst, non-existent. Add in a full-time […]

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Turn to the books

Everything feels so tough right now. I feel guilty for making a choice to turn the news off. Guilty I have the option to turn off something that is making me anxious when people are living it, not able to turn it off or escape. Guilty for seeming to care more about this crisis than […]

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People Pleaser

I have always been a people pleaser with a huge drive to be liked. I have vivid memories of being a child and getting that rush of endorphins when someone would say I had done well or been kind. At some point along the way, I grew up and that validation that I was doing […]

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January

I really like January. The promise of a new year, fresh beginnings and hope. This year more than ever I feel I am clinging onto the latter with both hands. Articles are starting to quote scientists who have optimism that the worst is behind us and I really want to ride that wave of hope […]

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Fa la la la la, la la la la

Just keep swimming. Will we see family this year? Will we get locked down for January? Will my house ever be tidy? Is there even room for new toys in the playroom? Will I ever wrap the presents? Last Christmas felt so difficult trying to feel festive when the festivities were snatched away so close […]

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The pull

I’m not sure if it’s gazing at the mixtiles on the stairs, the lingering pandemic or just normal mum feelings but I really feel pulled in both directions at the moment. It feels like I am a thick tug of war rope at an old school fete as the dads battle it out for strongest […]

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The ‘rona

Well it’s not been my favourite couple of weeks, perhaps up there with the worst but I can now see light at the end of the tunnel. We had all had nasty colds but no typical symptoms at all. The children being at school I have got used to lateral flow testing a couple of […]

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For my dear friend Helen

I think this might be something I talk about too much but I think the hardest thing to manage as a parent is the pull. This can be a little tug at your heart strings right through to the feeling of an invisible arm man-handling you backwards. When they are first born and this tiny […]

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Love every moment…

There is so much pressure to cherish every single moment with your baby, it can feel a bit overwhelming. “You’ll miss it when they are, grown up,” is often banded about from wise, older souls. I can honestly, hand on heart say, I will not miss the first few months of Sybbie’s life. No glasses […]

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Urgh, Silent Reflux

As another week ticks by and the pain and fear in your face continues to break my heart, I rock you to sleep in my arms, wiping away tears from your face, unsure where yours end and mine begin. You so want to be happy and join in the madness but your constant pain and […]

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