It’s funny how you think that with the second child, you’d have it all figured out, only because you’ve been there and done it before. Meehhh. How wrong can you go? Again, new motherhood proves to be full of surprises and my value system has taken another kick in the backside, forcing it to gently […]
This is so me at the moment. Or as my brother Jay-Z says: that shit’s kray! Turn up the volume and shake your mummy booty…
Seven weeks into life as a mother of two, and I am back on my feet. Wobbly feet, maybe, but still.
They say the first cut is the deepest, and although I knew rejection would be very much part of the whole finding an agent palaver, I had no idea how I would stomach the words ‘thanks, but no thanks!’ Not very well, as it turned out.
10 bloggers, 2.5 hours and countless cups of tea. This morning, I had the pleasure to be part* of a speed-dating-like event for brands that were keen to find out how to best approach mum bloggers. In the depth of The Hoxton**, a cosy meeting room had been set up to offer brands the opportunity […]
I have been struck down by the flu last week. For the first time in a very long time, I had to stay in bed for two consecutive days, unable to look after little L. Suddenly, 20 months after becoming a mother, it hit home: there’s no one I can call to tell them I […]
I borrowed the idea of bleating from the ingenious Home Office Mum. A bleat is ‘…a random thought you have (which you’d like to share) and is too long for a tweet and not quite long enough for a blog post in its own right.’ Let’s start with #icypavements Seriously, how difficult can it be? […]
Top three of the things I miss since becoming a mother: a decent lie-in, my old boobs and my old friends. The lie-in should be easily achieved; the boobs could be done and dealt with if I really wanted to (blog post in itself), but friends… Something has changed since I became a mum. Becoming […]
Already as a child I was sure about wanting to become a mother one day. I always had a very distinct wish to become pregnant, give birth, care and love for the fruit of my loins. Even if that would have meant sleeping with my gay best friend or buying some Papa Frost sperm. Aged […]
The unthinkable happened. I have been asked to write something. And I have been paid for it. My first piece of paid writing in almost ten years. And my first ever piece of paid writing in English. Of course I am proud. Proud enough to have spent the cheque three times, to be exact. An […]