Do you have a dad?

OK so I’m not the biggest fan of play dates (yet to find out what I am a fan of to be honest.. All year round scrooge! 😉) But, for my sons social development we do occasionally have one of his friends over. This isn’t a rant about playdates, let’s save that for another day…

The Flat

So, I lived in a one bedroom flat since I was 19. It was just myself and my ex-husband. I was heavily pregnant and space wasn’t too much of an issue. It was exciting. Although I remember the first day of moving in, we had argued .. a snapshot of what was yet to come!…

Have I been too open..

First of all I have to apologise to anyone that started reading my blog.. I got into a good flow of writing and then just disappeared. I am a woman that tends to go ALL IN and that can also mean if and when I fall off track.. Hence why I have been on a…

Teenage Trauma [TRIGGER WARNING]

This is a hard post to write. (Doesn’t help that my OCD is flaring up and choosing a font to write this up in is making me want to throw the laptop on the floor!) My introductory post probably seemed a little all over the place so I’m going to try and start from the…

Post school post..

Quick vent…. Anxiety fuelled Not sure if it’s just my son that when asked “how was school today darling” not only responds with “good” but has to list who was unwell.. – if only you knew what that meant for me. The rest of the evening scrupulously wiping handles, washing up, washing hands twenty times…

Here goes nothing !!

After considering for a loooong time, I finally decided to get off my arse and start this blog. Writing really has become one of the most therapeutic ways of dealing with everything. Being taught from a young age to write but never what to write about, or just how helpful it can be, especially when…