I wanna hold your hand…

Whilst walking to school this morning Dylan was dawdling so I stopped, waited for him to catch up and I held his hand to make him keep up with me. We were walking at a rapid pace as we were a little bit late (Dylan will tell you it was because I couldn't find my... Continue Reading →

Social Media Lies

I have been looking back quite a lot recently. Well, I say recently, I do it constantly. It is the mark of the grieving, I guess. Life is all about moving forward and moving on to the next thing but that is so impossible when such a huge chunk of you is left in the... Continue Reading →

At least…

People who say phrases that begin with “at least” to a grieving parent really suck balls... unless the whole sentence is “at least there is cake” But it is never “at least there is cake” it is usually “at least you have Dylan” or “at least you can have another baby” or “at least you... Continue Reading →

Dancing my troubles away?

A couple of weeks ago my friend Sarah suggested that we try out a Lindy Hop dance class. Hmm. I was not sure. I knew what Lindy Hop was and it looked like fun but I am not a dance class sort of girl. I am woefully uncoordinated and I really struggle to follow exercise... Continue Reading →

Grief Guilt

It is that time of year again. The bluebells are out. The sun is making more of an appearance. It is warmer. It is the time of year where I start to feel saddest. This time of year is always going to make me reminisce and feel sad. It is the anniversary of Eilys being very... Continue Reading →

Going from 1 to 2, twice

I have been thinking a lot recently about how different it has been during the first few months with Eilys and with Evan. I suppose I am in a fairly unique position in that I have gone from having one child to 2 children twice. It is a fairly unique experience but also very depressing... Continue Reading →

Disney: The Aftermath

Now that I am a Mum I have to watch a lot of Disney films... Emphasis on the "have to" in that sentence. I am forced to a lot. But watching them as an adult is quite a different experience to when I watched them as a child. I have a lot of questions about... Continue Reading →

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