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Sickening for Mum
What is it about being sick? Even as a 45 year old, I want my mum. I took my girls away for an adventure to my childhood haunts on the Antrim Coast where my childhood ghost played and laughed with … Continue reading
The wonder of women
My husband apologised to his mum when we found out we were having a girl. The joy of being pregnant was like a falling of fairy dust around us and now, we had just returned from the hospital where we … Continue reading
And Today’s Special is….
A limp sandwich filled with life’s off meat. I’m the sandwich filling. I’ve covered that. Squashed between caring for a (currently disintegrating) young family, and a (currently struggling) elderly family, my job is to be the lick of jam that … Continue reading
the love of lists…
So life is a bit in flux right now. For someone like me who likes order (colour coded preferably) this is quite traumatic. So I’m obsessively making lists. For someone like me who likes to try and focus on the … Continue reading
Dancing to the Percussion of Pressure
The door has just slammed. The noise that follows is like a sweet soft whisper in my ear….. peace. I love the noise of children. (Well, I love the noise of my children). I love the noise of chaos: of … Continue reading
First step. Tick.
Ok, so today was the first day I had on my own. The first day my – actually, what do I call the man who is still my husband but isn’t? The man who I’ve known for 20 years, been … Continue reading
Words will save me
And can you believe it? Just as I pick myself up again, re-energise myself and my blog, finish my novel, begin my second, realise I have a really successful business, run my marathon, feel like I’m on top of the … Continue reading
I’m back….
So you know, when I decide to do something I decide to do it. In my last post I said I was taking a break to grow down…to focus on living for a while instead of surviving. To run, to … Continue reading
Growing down
I’ve decided I want to grow down for a while. Not reduce my height grow down, but the grow down that is the opposite of grow up. I want to grow down and find all those fun and childish values that … Continue reading
the sound of heaven
Thre is no greater sound than the cacophony of childish giggles, yells and squeals. It is the sound of life living. But there is no sweeter sound than the seconds after they all run out the door……a stampede of squealing, … Continue reading