Those who follow me on Instagram may have seen that Ottie and I spent yesterday afternoon at Petersham Nurseries with a couple of my ex-colleagues. One- Georgia, is only a couple of years older than me, and the other, Jonny is 60…with a newborn (I know, good on him)!! His son was born a month […]Read More Fulfilling Potential in Unconventional Ways
I have always had a complex relationship with body. I am a very happy and confident person, but also one that suffers with anxiety. I’m not going to get into it properly (that’s another post for another time!), but this all culminated in me becoming anorexic 4 years ago when I was 19, at the […]Read More Birth, Body-image, Self-love and Sisterhood
Tired, anxious, scared, protective, overwhelmed. Just some of the words that describe how I’m feeling after last night. The day started off so well- perhaps too well. She was so smiley and chatty in bed in the morning, napped for hours with me, was gurgling and goo-ing on our walk, ate well, the whole shebang. I’d […]Read More Traumatic Tears and The Fear
What is going on with the weather at the moment? It’s gone from blazing 34 degree heat, to dark, damp and downright miserable. I’m not going to lie, now that I have a baby, I prefer this weather to the scorching burn-worthy fire pit that was last week, but it’s bloody confusing given that it’s […]Read More Rainy days
Things I have realised this week: I CAN do it myself – it’s just a lot bloody easier and nicer with F here. I am really proud of myself. Not only have I kept O alive and happy, I have managed to give her her vitamin drops every evening, break my phone and get it […]Read More Conclusions on a week solo-parenting
Debating whether to write this, but decided that in the interest of honesty, I had to. F is in Berlin on a work trip with his company. O and I had a really rough night last night. O’s temperature flared up so I was sorting Calpol at 3.30am, trying to cool her down, and changing […]Read More In the interest of honesty… is racism still prevalent in Berlin?
Just got home from O’s vaccinations. It. was. AWFUL. She SCREAMED until she couldn’t breathe and I’ve never seen her scream like that, through pure pain. She had 3 injections and 1 administered orally, including the meningitis B one which will make her feverish according to the nurse (greeeeat). As soon as the kind nurse […]Read More A jab to the heart…
Apprehensive is an understatement. F went to Berlin last night for a work trip for a whole week!!!! So it’s just the bean sprout and I. He is so sad to leave, I feel really sorry for him.. I reminded him (when I was a bit mad about him going) that a week is an […]Read More 1 week solo-parenting with 8 week old…
Well, it is BLOODY boiling and has been for a few days. I’m not complaining.. although my hayfever is through the roof and no pharmacy will give me any tablets on account of my breastfeeding- nasal spray and eye drops won’t do, I need the hard stuff to kick this to the curb.. but it […]Read More Bloody boiling
I’ve just had the NICEST day. I don’t even know why really, it’s just been generally lovely. I’m going to write about it so that I don’t forget it and can remind myself when I’m ratty and stroppy. To be honest, the day didn’t start off that well.. Little One was up at 3, then […]Read More A really GOOD day.