Miscarriage Never Really Leaves You

Miscarriage Never Really Leaves You

My last miscarriage was in January 2013 and for the most part, I have moved on.  Although, as much as it does not hurt me to speak out loud about miscarriage anymore; nor does the memory…

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And, that was that

And, that was that

Just a few weeks ago, I walked my son to and from his reception year at school for the very last time. THE LAST TIME. He is still yet to turn 5.  An August born baby, he…

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The Last Time… maybe

The Last Time… maybe

‘Bollocks’ I thought to myself as the Greek God(zilla) called up to me for the fourth time that morning. I lifted my head slowly up from the mascara stained pillow beneath it, and tried to…

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Dad’s Home!

Dad’s Home!

The Greek God(zilla) is back from his stint in Brazil and has wasted no time at all in resuming all of his favourite activities; watching football, sleeping and lighting the barbecue. This means that time has also…

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As Good As It Gets

As Good As It Gets

When you are a young child, you talk about what you would like to be when you grow up. You dream big – astronaut, writer, doctor, fireman, landscape gardener, gymnast, politician, deep-sea diver, rock star, teacher,…

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Talking About the M-Word

Talking About the M-Word

I spent most of Saturday afternoon at BritMums Live DREADING having to get up and read a post out at the Blogger’s Keynote. I knew this would happen.  I do not get nervous walking into a room full…

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Solo Parenting during the World Cup

Solo Parenting during the World Cup

The Greek God(zilla) is at the World Cup in Brazil – for work. Everyone keeps telling me how lucky he is. For a football fan, i guess this is true.  I suppose the equivalent exciting work assignment…

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The Rules of Wine Club

The Rules of Wine Club

The first rule of Wine Club is that only people in Wine Club can talk about Wine Club.  Blogging about it is ok, so long as we do not disclose the location of the premises…

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A Weekend in Tarragona

A Weekend in Tarragona

I went to Spain a couple of weeks ago for a child-free/husband-free weekend away to celebrate my sister-in-law’s upcoming nuptials. The Greek God(zilla) was at home with the solo parenting gig, which is code for moving into his…

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