The days are long, the nights sometimes longer, They say what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger. Stronger, yes, but also overstimulated, One minute Superwoman, the next minute Mrs Deflated. When one wakes up the other or both are screaming for a cuddle, Two under two; aka double trouble! It’s not for the faint hearted, … More Reflection In The Trenches
It was early December. I was in my second month of pregnancy. You were our little strawberry seed. You wouldn’t have been more than 1.5mm long. Just under 5 weeks old: our baby. You would’ve looked like a teeny tiny tadpole. Your heart and brain were just beginning to form. It would’ve been too early … More The Strawberry Seed That Was Taken Too Soon
Furrowed brow and hardened hands, Tough as nails exterior, now that’s a real man. Strong opinions, an unwavering gaze, Abstains from laughter for days and days. This is the way that you’ve always been, Although a gentler side I’ve occasionally seen. Like when you talk about your parents or the grandkids are around, Your demeanour softens, … More My Dad
So my family all jetted off to India yesterday. They’re away for two weeks to attend a wedding in Punjab, but sadly I couldn’t join them because I’ve reached the limit on my annual-leave allowance at work. Now I say ‘sadly’ but, cards on the table, I wasn’t really that upset about it. From the second that their tickets were booked, I … More Home Alone
In the last year or so I’ve had a massive epiphany: my parents are not perfect. They’re not always right and they don’t always do the right thing. Ok, you’re probably sitting there thinking wow, did you just clock on to the fact that Santa Claus isn’t real either? But seriously, it’s been a big realisation … More Parents
Just A Small Town Girl... 