I seem to have spent a lot of time this year well, navel gazing really. For some this may seem indulgent or egotistical, but, it’s just where I am, mentally. I won’t apologise for it. It is what it is. I have often felt out of place, out of sync, out of myself. Unsure about… Continue reading Finding ourselves in tune
Do all mothers have this feeling when the house is empty? Mister is away and girl-child is at her Grandad’s and I have this empty house and all these hours. I knew it was coming and I’d thought of all the brilliant child-free things I was going to do: knitting, writing, cleaning, baking, studying, crafting,… Continue reading Ghosts in the House.
I read a post this morning which inspired me to write this. Beth’s honest post on why it’s okay if you don’t enjoy every minute of being a parent mainly focuses on the newborn phase, but I think it’s still relevant in this toddler phase. Every stage of being a parent has it’s challenges, at that moment… Continue reading Coming clean.
This has been a tough fortnight. For the first week, we decided on decorating our living room, which meant 8 days of us shift-swapping childcare / DIY during the daytime, and working together until 11pm every night. This is what stripping painted wallpaper off ancient plaster walls and not being able to find a plasterer… Continue reading Stripping, snapping and surviving todderhood.
(For tomorrow, of course… Don’t anybody say I’m not ahead of the game, oh no!) For years I bucked against Mothers Day (and Father’s Day and Valentines Day et al) on the grounds that it was just an over-comercialised money making opportunity for fat cats. Then I became a mother, and now I get it.… Continue reading Happy Rose Sunday!
I was going to write a post about mindfulness in everyday life, but I think I will just post this as an example. Taking time to rest. And be close with my baby. Some say its a bad habit. I say it’s a delicious privilege that one day I will miss so much my heart… Continue reading In the moment.
As soon as you become pregnant, you are faced with a raft of choices. Home birth or Hospital? Breastfeeding or formula? Babywearing or souped-up buggy? Cloth nappies or disposable? Schedule or no-schedule? Puree or baby led weaning? Cry-it-out or rock all night long (not in the pre-baby sense of the phrase, sadly….) You know of… Continue reading Parenting: the Jumble Method*
“… a mother’s journey [is] a ‘letting go’ process. But in a sense, she never really let’s go, and can never quite return to the woman she was. Once she opens herself to her child, something within her stays open. She has changed profoundly and for her whole life.” – Naomi Stadlen What Mothers Do
I was so angry today. People who know me, know that I can rant. My anger at things usually comes out as a rant, a door slamming. Or I internalise it (more than is probably healthy), because I know it’s not socially acceptable to behave like a demented teenager. The last couple of weeks, I’ve… Continue reading The Mean Reds
Watching: Breaking Bad, Season Two. Why doesn’t he just accept the help offered by the old grey matter friends. He thinks he’s doing the right thing by his family but really they will be very very cross when they find out. Irritating but compulsive and darkly funny. Enjoying: Getting to bed at a reasonable hour and… Continue reading Lately…