I am not a runner, I have never, even at my fittest and strongest, been a runner. I am a plodder, and even in my heyday of fitness I didn’t enjoy the plodding. However, sometimes running (read plodding) is what I need to do. Right now, mentally I need to run. It’s that time of … Continue reading On the run…
Why are we still not supportive of a mother’s choice? We all know that breastmilk is amazing for baby, but, you know what, there are so many other factors that come into play when finding what is best for baby. It isn’t just about baby, it’s about mum, dad, baby and whole family finding what … Continue reading Happy and healthy is all that matters, remember that…
Let me tell you something, I don’t know how other mums or primary caregivers do ‘it’, but I do ‘it’ with a little bit of help from my friends, more like a lot of help from my friends. These last few weeks have been a bit tough. Both children sick with fever etc... for over … Continue reading How do You do ‘it’?
Whatever you believe in, be it religion, spiritual, karma, rebirth, heaven, angels, or like me, unsure, I don't think you can ignore a message from the 'other side'. I don't know what I believe in. I was raised a Catholic, but I am most assuredly lapsed and I question all faiths that have a God … Continue reading I choose to believe…
Today Rock and I have been married 8 years. In total we have been together 13 years, soon 14. In 8 years of marriage, we have weathered storms, darkness, enjoyed the sunshine and the light, had three children, one dog and moved house 7 times, moved up and down the country for Queen and Country … Continue reading Happy Anniversary…
A funeral and an engagement all in one day. A complete family one day, a missing space family the next. Today Rock and I have been at the lowest point of the rollercoaster and the highest and all the twists in between. I never thought I would have to attend another funeral for a baby, … Continue reading One day…
The death of Cacia, brought into focus that Life is; short, and fleeting. This focus had fuzzed a bit in the time since Cacia's death, by Tiny Tyrant's birth refocused me. As a result I can experience a paralysing fear of losing another child while simultaneously feeling the need to grab Life and enjoy it, … Continue reading Brave or stupid???
