When it comes to work I am extremely disciplined. So why am I not the same with rest? In my 20’s I had all the energy in the world. Out at the pub most nights and able to work fine the next day. Yet now I’m in the middle of my 30’s I’ve realised the… Continue reading Work vs Rest
I’ve been on holiday for the last week and it’s actually felt like a holiday. Even on a tots week at Butlins. I decided to not write and just enjoy the week off. It was lovely not to have to think about work/builders/christmas(!)/housework etc. I took a mind holiday. It was lovely not to worry… Continue reading Holiday silence
I'm sat here on the sofa, watching my toddler dance around to the music of Ben and Holly, refusing to to eat her dinner and wondering what time my car is going to be dropped off after having the brakes sorted out. Today has been one of those days that I wish my wellies didn't… Continue reading Feeling like Jumping in puddles!
I hate using the word "haters", but across social media over the last few days this word has really stuck out. Mumsnet. The joy of mumsnet. I'm sure there has been a lot of positive stories and things come out of mumsnet but you have to ask the question why is it when something negative… Continue reading The haters!
Doesn't mean I'm not writing. My head is full of ideas but lack of time is my nemesis. Other things get in the way. Life. I'm not moaning. Far from it. I love being busy spending time with the family, sorting the house out and other bits and pieces. I went to the library and… Continue reading Lack of writing
We got married. It doesn't feel that long ago, but so much has happened. Moved house twice, changed jobs, promotions (job and football related), lost loved ones, lost more that we ever could have imagined, yet third time lucky a baby arrived. This Baby brought new friends into our lives that we are ever so… Continue reading 6 years ago….
It's hard enough to understand as an adult, but explaining terror attacks to your children is beyond difficult. Last night's attack... I'm actually stuck for words. Children were there! It makes me question my own child's future. Will I ever let her go to a concert of her favourite pop star for the fear that… Continue reading Questions….