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Yesterday the girls went back to school and playschool. Uniforms dusted down from the wardrobe; new white socks in squeaky new shoes; hairs cut and washed; schoolbags eventually found, emptied, cleaned and repacked; breakfast table set. As we left, I … Continue reading →

They are indeed daydreams now. The bubble has burst and reality is seeping back in. Home and happy and determined to keep my Donegal Spirit alive -more living, less letting the minuite cast a shadow over the big picture. But … Continue reading →

Things are going wrong. Drastically wrong. A sure sign I suspect, that things are beginning to go right. There aren’t many people who know me well who wouldn’t use the words ‘anally retentive’ at least once in a three word … Continue reading →

There is one phrase I’ve been saying a lot of over the last couple of years….. “how did life get so complicated?” Never mind the added extras – hubby’s job insecurities and working away, miscarriages, chromosome disorders, mum’s stroke, Poppy’s … Continue reading →

This morning I sat at my mum’s house eating breakfast. This no longer is a solitary, selfless affair. I turned to my right and spooned a mouthful of porridge into my baby, turned to my left and spooned a mouthful … Continue reading →

I think as a parent we spend huge amounts of time trying to see other people in our children – ourselves, our partners, our mothers. It’s like we have to find recognition in the stranger, finding a connection with this … Continue reading →

Holidays obviously mean different things to different people. To me, they mean a large glug of relaxation tinged with a little adventure, with a dollop of good food, great books and a sun glowing like a cherry on top. The … Continue reading →

Just when I thought life couldn’t get any harder? It got harder. I feel like I’m on one of those fairground rides – and like most fairground rides, I just want to get off. The one where you walk along … Continue reading →

I went to a party this weekend. In London. Not only have I not said those words since about 1986, but the decadence involved of dumping one’s children, getting on a plane and booking into a hotel – alone – … Continue reading →

I’ve never felt so small in my life. Or so big. After years of believing I’m in control of my life I realise its fragility, and how, in an instant it can all be over. That’s what happended to my … Continue reading →