How time flies: Ten things I have learned since becoming a mother two years ago

And just like that she’s two. Over the weekend we celebrated my daughter’s second birthday. It was an event filled with a myriad of emotions. Elation, joy, relief, excitement and stress. She was two. TWO! We had made it, well… kind of. For the past two years my husband and I have managed to nurture…

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In defense of the ‘difficult woman’ … and why I hope my daughter becomes one

In defense of the difficult woman, and why I hope my daughter becomes one.

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I hope my daughter always loves herself as much as she does right now

I know I’m not alone when I confess that I struggle with self love. It doesn’t matter how many #positive Instagram images I come across, or how many self improvement books I read or how many inspirational speakers I watch – when I’m left alone with my thoughts I bring the hammer down on myself.…

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Why the best memories of motherhood are the ones you can never plan

The other night I was lying in bed with my daughter and husband. Yes, we bed share and it works for us. No, thank you, I’m not interested in why this might be the wrong decision. By force of habit I like to rest my hand on her back (she’s a tummy sleeper). Slowly, slowly…

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Guess what? I’m a neurotic mum and I’m completely fine with that

I am not a cool mum by any means. I’m a neurotic mum, a worried mum, a paranoid mum, a ‘worst-case-scenario’mum and hey, I’m OK with that. This is my first baby and, like riding a bike, I’m nervous and trying to figure it out as I go along. It’s a balancing act.   As…

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I will never get over the fact that my grandmother died before meeting my child

I didn’t want to write about this for a long while because I simply wasn’t ready to. I still don’t think I’m ready to write about it. I still think I am struggling to process a lot of grief and anger. But I think there’s an element about my grandmother’s passing that I’m ready to…

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Stop asking me when we’re having another child…

Let me preface this post by emphatically stressing that I love, love, LOVE my daughter. I love her. I love everything about her. I worship her. She is my reason for living. But fuck me, being a first time parent is hard. Like, really hard. I’ve worked in live TV news and let me tell…

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Did feminism suck all the fun out of motherhood?

I have always considered myself a feminist. Sure, I might not ‘look’ like one (whatever that means, but I’ve been told it before), but I am. Heck, let’s be honest here: every woman is a feminist even if they don’t realise it, because feminism in its basic, basal terms is just about women demanding equality…

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How song lyrics can transform your life

I am an unashamed Taylor Swift fan. #TeamTaylor and all that. Yes! That was me waving the flag at the front of the #Swifty brigade. OK, now we’ve got that sorted I can dig a little deeper into her latest album (which, by the way, is fucking amazing). Anyway, on the song ‘End Game’ Taylor…

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