The Colour Beige

There’s a fussy eater in the house. It’s certainly not me or Craig, who set upon anything remotely edible in our path with luxuriant fervour seen only in George Romero’s (RIP) zombie movies. Harry started off really well. He weaned early and quickly and it showed in his steady weight gain and above average height. But…… Continue reading The Colour Beige

The Mummy-tribe Trap

Early motherhood, especially for a first timer is one of the loneliest times a woman can go through in my opinion. Ironically, something about bringing another person into the world can make you narrow your social circle somewhat.  Parent and baby groups were horrid and cliquey and I’m painfully shy/chronically awkward anyway so they didn’t…… Continue reading The Mummy-tribe Trap

Deep Breath

This week I really want to write about something that is very misunderstood but very widespread. I’ve suffered with anxiety for a few years now, over half my life and was officially diagnosed after having Harry. I’ve always been a ‘worrier’ and an ‘over thinker’ but the thoughts became poisonous and consuming.   Long story short,…… Continue reading Deep Breath