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Motherhood

memories of a baby

The roundness of his cheek in stillness proves that nothing exists, more pure, than a sleeping baby. The soft, cushioned pads of his little fingers. His hands move with innate […]

Shitty Shirt

Today I left the house with poo on my jumper. I saw it there as I left the kindergarten classroom, my child having been dropped off as the final participant […]

the wise guide inside

Two glasses of proper champagne and only bits of sleep last night and I’m attempting a settle; he’s 9 months old and the sleeping struggle is tangible. Chopin’s Nocturne No.2 […]

“Real Mums”

Arrived home from successful trip to the shops today with both boys and no disasters. Tears in the last 3 minutes of driving – nothing compared to the usual throat […]

A mother’s lifeline.

I’m standing at the breakfast bench typing this and my eyes are flicking to my one o’clock every few seconds. The baby monitor is in the corner there and I […]

When you have a baby…

When you have a baby, no one gives you a manual. They give you some documents, they scribble on paper with medical words and lots of boxes. And then they […]

GO TO SLEEP, CHILD!

...I turn from a mother with inexhaustible patience and an interest in alternative parenting, to one who almost wants to smack her child on the bottom, throw him in his room, lock the door and make herself an espresso martini.
GO TO SLEEP, CHILD!

“New Home”

Every Sunday for the last two point five months has been “moving day.” We have been shuffling around France in our little Berly Car (a Citroën Berlingo) with the majority […]
“New Home”