HEY CHRISTMAS! DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT…

I bloody love the run up to Christmas. For about three weeks of the year, I’m an elf-lovin’, cracker-pulling, turkey-troffing, snowball of Christmas spirit. I love the cold snaps, the big jumpers, the red wine in cosy houses. I adore buying presents for people I love and planning special touches that will make them feel thought about. I’m a walking, talking human Hallmark ad for all things Christmas. Until Christmas Day and then I am done.  Continue reading

WHY SOME MOTHERS REGRET HAVING KIDS (AND THAT’S OK)…

Today I was asked whether I was a regretful mother. I can understand why people would think that. I do spend a lot of time banging on about how shit motherhood can be but that’s the difference. I don’t regret becoming a mother – I don’t regret having kids – but I do resent the job of motherhood at times and yes, I regret that this is the situation I find myself in. I regret that I’ve made a choice that society doesn’t support me in.  Continue reading

Phasing It Out

What’s really weird about watching Small Humans grow into slightly larger humans is the weird phases that they go through. I’ve watched The Small phase in some weird new ‘thing’ that’s caused me to wonder whether she’s actually of the human race, only to see it disappear two weeks later, so many times now that you would think I would be used to it. I’m not. Continue reading