I woke up this morning to a dull, grey, dreary day. Husband had an early start at uni, and while he fed the toddlers before he left, he didn’t change their nappies, so when I got up their were dragging around soggy bum-sponges and wailing about how much they wanted the TV… Continue reading Monday Morning
She sits in the corner of the room, leaning back in her chair, smoking a dirty cigarette. I didn’t know who she was when I was growing up. She was always there, in the corner of my eye, in the back of my mind. An itch that I couldn’t reach. A bad feeling I couldn’t… Continue reading The Other Part Of Me
You can probably tell by the title that this blog post is not going to be particularly elegant. It is not going to be full of cute photos of my baby. It is not going to be me trying to figure out the perfect capsule wardrobe for a stay at home mum. It is not… Continue reading Sometimes Life Is Just Shit
