One year 12 months 52 weeks 365 days 8760 hours 525600 minutes ...is a long time. It feels like forever and also like no time at all since Eilys was here. But today marks a year since she died. It is an anniversary I have been dreading. This year has been so hard to get... Continue Reading →
​Just a little warning. This post deals with death and describes death. It might upset you.I feel very strongly that death shouldn't be as taboo as it is, we should talk about it. Not in a morbid way but it is, unfortunately, a part of life. Writing this post was really difficult for me but... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago during my counselling course I had a total shitter of a time due to one member of the group being a little overly critical of me as a person without really trying to get to know me. It threw me into a bit of a tail spin and I found it... Continue Reading →
So last Sunday we went to our first Hypnobirthing lesson and I will definitely blog about it after part 2 of the course. The course itself took place at a place called the Ministry of Yoga in Crewe and there was an amazing vegan cafe there too. We went for a coffee and then for... Continue Reading →
Dylan is 4 years old as I write this. A big part of me can't believe that he is 4 already but at the same time it feels as if he has been with us forever as well. Like most Mummies, I am super proud of the little guy and I think that he is... Continue Reading →
I wanted to write this blog post on what should have been Eilys' 2nd birthday. Today is going to be a really sad day but I am going to try to make it a positive one too. Yes, today should have been her 2nd birthday and it is heartbreakingly sad that she isn't with us... Continue Reading →
Today we had a 30 week growth scan. I had additional scans with Eilys due to Dylan being on the small size. Personally, I don't think that he was and on the other 2 size charts they could use to measure him on he is fine. But whatever, I am not taking any chances. I... Continue Reading →
We've all been there. Waiting outside a huge sports hall. Leaving your bag and belongings and taking out all of the things that you need. Looking for your seat. Sitting nervously waiting for your paper. Praying that you don't need a wee. Hoping that the questions go your way. The sweltering heat of the exam... Continue Reading →
My wonderful Grandma was a lot of things to a lot of people. A wife, a mother, a house mother, a friend, a carer, a neighbour, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a great aunt, a grandmother, a grandmother-in-law, great-grandmother and the cheery lady who would say hello to you in the shop/bus/in the street.... Continue Reading →
