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I have no name for this

TRIGGER WARNING: This post is about death and loss. Please keep yourselves safe.

One year ago today, one of my oldest friends lost his girlfriend suddenly and silently. 965 more words

Awaiting judgment

One of the hardest things about being a mother, I’ve found, is the certain knowledge that someone somewhere is judging you and finding you wanting. In the age of social media, where our actions and interactions are scrutinised daily by random strangers, there will always be somebody waiting in the wings to tear you down. 753 more words

Writer's Block.

The fatigue drags you down, like a poison, it forces your mind to halt. No matter how taut the bow string seems, the quiver is a tempting home to rest your head. 44 more words


F's story

I’ve been so overwhelmed by the response to my last post, Looks like we made it, that I wanted to share F’s story. The full story. 1,711 more words

Looks like we made it

Dear F,

It’s been a long road, hasn’t it? There are so many things I remember from the last 18 months.

I remember sitting on a vinyl sofa at a soft play centre, cradling you in my arms as you slept, knowing exactly what was wrong with you and being terrified of the journey that it could take us on. 967 more words

O & his OCD

Is it me or do all children have some degree of OCD? I used to think that O must have some kind of genuine condition because everything had to be done in a certain way or in a particular order. 793 more words

Second child syndrome

Something which strikes me as very typical is happening with my second child; he is growing up with second child syndrome. I mean, I think in general he is just less high-maintenance than his brother, so he isn’t phased when O snatches a toy from him or knocks him down. 803 more words