A Year and a Half in…

18 months is feeling like a huuuge deal to me. As of Friday, the 15th September, my boy is halfway to his 2nd birthday. It’s a very bittersweet, like it’s the last month milestone for him as a baby. I’m glad that he’s getting so big and grown up but at the same time I…… Continue reading A Year and a Half in…

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

Small Victories

I’m sitting here having my smug little brew in my favourite Cath Kidston ‘Mum’ mug after winning a little victory in this never ending war against my very strong willed toddler. It was a battle I never thought I’d win; Harry vs. Milk. A few weeks ago, Harry decided that he didn’t like milk anymore. I’ve…… Continue reading Small Victories

Fare thee well to the bed intruder

Here’s something I was working on that actually started to change into something completely different halfway through writing it. At the start of this week, when I started this piece of writing and for the 2 weeks previous I had been having one of the lowest and toughest patches so far on my stumbling trip…… Continue reading Fare thee well to the bed intruder