I’ve been thinking alot these past few days. (I know, dangerous right?) My nan was taken ill on Friday, we were unsure if she would make it. But she’s proved everyone wrong, thank goodness. But for me, it’s put a few thing’s into perspective. This ward is full of severely ill elderly people… Here I… Continue reading Life perspective and powdery hot chocolate.
I love you. And I don’t say that loosely. 9 years in May… 9 years, can you believe it? I honestly don’t know where the time has gone. It’s been a pretty amazing 9 years right? I know all I do is moan at you, but I can’t help it, it’s cause I’m a woman.… Continue reading A letter to you
I’m serious. What the fuck is it with washing? You finally get to the bottom of the basket.. Turn around and find ya partners dirty socks hidden in a corner (the absolute anger) I do about 2-3 loads a day… Where. Does. It. Come. From. I read an article the other day, which stated that… Continue reading Washing; where does it come from?
If we rewind about 3 years, I was a sufferer of Pre/Post Natal Anxiety. At 37 weeks pregnant, I obsessed about loosing my baby, that point should have been the time I asked for help. I told myself it was normal, which yes it was normal to worry… But not normal to obsess. I then… Continue reading Post natal illness.
Today is one of those fucking arsehole days, I’ve had a gutful. If this was a paid job. I’d leave… I literally envy all husbands (especially mine) that get to close the door and go to work. When he leaves, I’m up at the window, like a goldfish in a bowl. Praying that we could… Continue reading I’d like to be a dad for the day.
Bit of a bold statement, but I know this to be true. Whether it’s just my crap parenting skills or its normality to bribe your children with things… It works. I can repeat myself over and over but ofcourse it always goes unheard. Until I bring out the biscuit card… Then she’ll listen to anything… Continue reading Toddlers will do anything for a biscuit.
Before I had my children, I always fantasized about becoming a mother and what it would be like. In my head it seemed pretty simple. Until it became reality, then I realised just how challenging it can be. I got to a point in life, after Ruby, where I had become a confident mother (totally… Continue reading The stuff they don’t tell you.