I dropped the boy at preschool this morning and did my usual anxious thing of standing as far as possible from the other parents and trying to avoid eye contact with anyone at all. It’s a huge trigger for me, and I’m really trying to deal with it. Continue reading “A harmless conversation outside preschool”
I have loved Christmas for as long as I can remember; the build up, Christmas Eve and the magic of it all. Even as an adult, I would still wake up at 4am and revel in the magical feeling and calm of Christmas Day morning.
In November 2014 I gave birth to my son, our little miracle after battling infertility for many years; and Christmas became even more magical as a mum. Continue reading “Christmas, Pass the Prosecco style”
This story has come from reading the lovely Whinge Whinge Wine’s latest post about pelvic floor dramas(you can read it here) which reminded me about a traumatic experience on a trampoline post-baby.
This post contains a lot of TMI – you have been warned. Continue reading “The day the rains came(down my legs)”
It’s 7.45 on a Monday morning and I should be at work.
Instead I’m sat on a towel on my sofa with a poorly mancub, who has been unwell since Friday. Continue reading “The mancub is sick”
I’m totally not feeling things at the moment – I’m struggling to stay within my syns and my appetite is changing, not sure whether that’s a side effect from being back on the mini-pill or just the fact that this is now the longest I’ve been on any form of healthy eating plan and I’m loving it.
Ten months ago I spoke about how I was completely fat-shamed by a doctor over my BMI and I’ve been a little downhearted ever since.
Well, more soul destroyed, to be honest. Continue reading “A BMI milestone”