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A near perfect day
Yesterday was one of those days that I kept catching myself and watching as if I was above and looking down. It was near perfect. It was the kind of day I remember from my childhood. The kind of day I … Continue reading
Donegal Dreaming….. 2012
I’m back. Back in the glorious expanse of sky that makes me feel part of a huge beautiful world. All year I have waited for this. All year I have plodded and puffed, toiled and teared my way through the … Continue reading
You can’t win
Today I had an encounter of the weird kind. Quite upsetting actually, although I’m forcing myself to laugh. Laugh in the face of nutters, right?There I am, bubbled in the babble of morning mayhem – striding up the road to … Continue reading
The map of motherhood
Do you ever read something and it resonates so much with your moment in time and space that the words leap off the page and slap you in the face? Or maybe it’s a lyric that rings in your ears long after the … Continue reading
This old house
I’m spending so much time in my childhood house these days as I care for mum, that it has that old familiar feel. I’m not the random visitor of that last 20 years, leaving my breath on the window pane … Continue reading
A gift
I’ve been given a special gift this week, made all the more precious because it was unexpected, a still frame in the blur of life. For months, I knew I was coming up to care for mum for a week … Continue reading
Things I learned on holiday
Apologies for the blog hiatus – but frankly I was too busy eating chocolate and drinking wine over the Easter holidays to nurture my neglected baby. With the girls off school, I was busy nurturing them instead….. and my waisteline. … Continue reading
We Survived
Dear Ruby, today, you are exactly 18 months old. This may not seem like a big milestone to some, but for us, it’s a miracle. This was the age there were times I never thought we’d make. This was the … Continue reading
Happy birthday to me
Today is my birthday… I’m going to focus on being 42 years young….. the alternative is too depressing. It started well – three singing children and a basket full of presents…. Not sure what it says about me that I … Continue reading
what is it about children?
What is it about children that every morning we have to get up for school, they sleep so deeply we have to wake them at 7am……. but when there is no school – on half-term, or weekends they wake up … Continue reading