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I is for investment

When you think of investment, you think of stock brokers sitting in a busy London office talking a language no one understands. Within my learnings of mindfulness and investment in self, in my opinion, is far more important. Especially now. 34 weeks pregnant with little girl number two and I'm exhausted. My first pregnancy was… Continue reading I is for investment

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Learning to settle

When we were young we were told to dream big, follow your heart, you can be/do whatever you want to be/do. Life before responsibility and mortgages. I went to university and I'll be honest looking back I wish I hadn't studied law. Yes the employment law knowledge has been a tad useful in my current… Continue reading Learning to settle

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E is for exhaustion

I can see why the forces use sleep deprivation as torture. They should employ toddlers for this reason. Ruby has decided that waking every hour is a good idea. Not for me. I struggle with tiredness anyway as I have a b12 vitamin deficiency and my body struggles to absorb certain vitamins making me more… Continue reading E is for exhaustion

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D is for days like these

It really should be titled "d is for determined" but recently I've been deflated. Lots going on yet I have felt in a slight fog with it all. Maybe it's pregnancy hormones mixed in with tiredness, but I haven't felt my usual determined self. Work, as much as I love it, has been frustrating. Home… Continue reading D is for days like these

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B is for bump

Today I'm just sat here watching three men washing out the guttering and making the outside of the house look clean again. They are coming back again to do some more work later on but I'm happy things are finally getting sorted out. B is for bump as I'm now nearly 17 weeks pregnant with… Continue reading B is for bump

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Proud of the little achievements

This time last year I was... basically a mess. Struggling to cope with everything life wanted to throw at me to the point of my panic attacks returning. I felt as if I couldn't get myself out at the rut. The medication I was taking made me worse and I didn't know what to do.… Continue reading Proud of the little achievements