Reach for the stars 

I got up at 6am today and ran 10k. “Does she want a medal or something?”, I hear you cry. Err, did you not hear me? I. Got. Up. At. 6am. And. Ran. 10k. In the rain. Plus, it was dark. Of course I want a bloody medal. Luckily, I have two very special rewards…

Mumxiety 

This week alone, I have read online about: hand, foot and mouth disease (a vile infection involving painful ulcers forming on tiny faces, inside mouths, on hands and feet and fingernails subsequently falling off), Meningitis killing a baby girl of only 15 months (in a disturbingly cruel twist she was also the 17th baby her…

On the other hand

So it’s been one day since my ‘ganglionectomy’ (yep, actually a word, meaning ‘the surgical removal of a ganglion cyst’, this one being named Gordon and previously residing on my left wrist) and this is what I’ve discovered today regarding looking after two small children with the use of only one hand: – You cannot…

A woman’s smile

A bottle-feeding mother sees a breastfeeding mother and smiles. She thinks ‘I wish I had stuck at breastfeeding, she looks so serene and Earth-Motherly, knowing she is doing the best for her child, but it was just too hard’.  The breastfeeding mother smiles back at the bottle-feeding mother and thinks ‘If only I’d introduced a…

Fear, gratitude & strawberry yoghurt…

“Hello, ambulance please, Park Road Surgery, I have a 2 year old female in respiratory distress…” I don’t think I’ve ever been more terrified than I was in that moment, when the Doctor phoned for an ambulance for my little girl, as I looked at her ashen face and limp body, laying in the double…