I wanted it to be a little bit special when we told the girls about the pregnancy. This was not planned, I didn't think they had seen it coming, and I felt it could go either way: be taken really well or really badly. I knew there would be anxiety about mummy's attention being pulled … Continue reading Telling the Girls- The Rest.
Two years of breastfeeding wasn't enough, this child is still obsessed with my boobs. I have adulting fatigue today. And yesterday. And most of these school holidays to be honest. Perhaps that's why I've not written a word for 2 weeks. Or perhaps it's the other way around. I already know that writing every day … Continue reading Fatigue
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JTWXBtq5aYg "And I know I don't possess you, with all my heart, God bless you." I adore this song. The girls and I have been listening to the Mamma Mia 2 soundtrack on high rotation, not for the first time. We all love ABBA (how can you not?!), we love Mamma Mia 1 and 2 … Continue reading Tunes Tuesday: My Love, My Life
Photo by Ketut Subiyanto on Pexels.com Losing weight is such a fraught endeavour. I've written extensively about my struggle with this before, in particular; the terrible shame around the hypocrisy of trying to mindfully raise girls who like and accept their whole selves, body heart and soul- when I cannot honestly claim to be one, … Continue reading Thigh Gap Pride: May we all please call BS.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQS1gA-xslk If you like bloopers look out for Dee's facial expression at 2:46...It was take 4 and I wasn't doing it again! Well here we are, it's another Tuesday and I haven't blogged about something else since my last #tunestuesday offering, or the one before that (look at me go, experimenting with hashtags). On one … Continue reading Tunes Tuesday and an Update – “Tell Him”- Done Differently.
First hospital stay coming up, so far the highlight of 2021 As my children prepare for their upcoming tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy, they can barely contain their excitement. They are practically giddy. For them it’s a big adventure, and they can’t wait to experience what it’s like being admitted to hospital, tended to by doting nurses … Continue reading My First and Last Hospital Visit
This is me, back in 2010, living in Carcassonne, France, trying to climb my way out of a terrible time in my life. I wanted to write. I wanted love. I wanted to feel whole again. My blog helped me enormously, but it's hard for me to read sometimes. I flicked over to it this … Continue reading Flashback to La Vie in French