I have always been someone who feels empathy; I struggle to hide or control my emotions, and don't generally see this as a negative thing. I wear my heart proudly on my sleeve- if I'm sad you will see it in my eyes, and I've been told my joy is infectious. It baffles me when… Continue reading Love beats hate
I'm sat here broken and sobbing. I just had one of the most humiliating experiences a person can have, and the worst part? It won't be the last time. It's a sunny Tuesday afternoon. I've just had my hair done for the first time in a year; my boyfriend arrives tomorrow and we are off… Continue reading There’s f**k all wrong with her
So this morning I had a parenting boomerang thrown at me. My 15 year old daughter did something I thought I had covered, that I had rammed into her from the point she initially joined the world of social media. It caught me off guard, and once again I was left floundering around, and panicking.… Continue reading Advice from a mighty misfit mama.
I've been debating for a while where I'm going with this. The cold, hard truth of the matter is that I've had very little time for anything other than being mum, and trying to keep my body working as best it can. I can't remember the last time I was able to read a paper,… Continue reading Lessons I have learned
Life is tough enough without a chronic illness, but throw constant pain and exhaustion into the mix and make no mistake, you have a war on your hands. You find yourself conscripted for constant combat overnight; a never ending series of minor and major battles. You can not win them all, your mission must firstly… Continue reading The 7 deadly sins of chronic illness and how to combat them
It's a new year, and the beginning of a new chapter for me. Single, pushing forty, mother of four, chronically ill. To say the concept of that version of 'me' was daunting is an understatement. It's not the dream to have four kids with two different fathers and be in the position I am currently… Continue reading Shifting sands
I don't know about you, but in my little family we live by certain rules. Kindness. Compassion. Truth. Empathy. Respect. I decided early on that these were the mainstays of my parenting style, and have attempted to remain fierce in my defence of them, in the choices I make as a mama. Some people choose… Continue reading Family rules