Anxiety, panic attacks and living with Hashimoto’s

For the past few weeks, I have been hiding a big autoimmune flare-up. I say hiding, because I when I have these flare-ups I tend to be much quieter – online and off. Every twinge, ache and feeling in my body is exaggerated. Every one of my senses feels heightened. I have become ...Read More

House of Dust

We are having work done on our house at the moment. The walls in our hallway, living room and front bedrooms are being stripped, plastered and painted from ceiling to floor. When it is finished, it will look amazing and this makes me very happy. However, I am currently working from home amidst a cloud ...Read More

My Miracle Baby

They call them miracle babies, the ones conceived after years of unexplained infertility. The couples who try and try and try and then one day, when they are least expecting it, when they have all but given up hope, something in the sky aligns, the timing is right and they are pregnant. There are also ...Read More

Bleeding a Radiator – the Greek God(zilla) way

Many of you will already be familiar with the Greek God(zilla)’s unique approach to fixing things around the house. His solution to repair almost every crack, tear or hole is to apply a strip of parcel tape over it.  View some examples here. Recently, he has been trying to improve upon his DIY skills as evidenced when he ...Read More

The Guilt Trap

Guilt. It’s a funny thing. It gets under your skin and makes you do all kinds of crazy shit. As a parent, guilt keeps many of us awake at night with its persistent nagging over how much TV you let your kids watch, if you read to them enough, play with them enough, ...Read More

Team Honk! Danceathon for Comic Relief

When Team Honk first announced they were planning to get 500 bloggers together to dance for 6-hours non-stop at The Comic Relief Danceathon at Wembley, I hesitated for a while before officially signing up.  Not because I had doubts about doing it, but because I needed some time to get my head around ...Read More

Raising an Independent Boy

Boys. I live with two of them.  A big one and a big one in training. I will leave you to decide who is who. They exhaust, amaze and consume my heart, often all at the same time.  I spend my days tidying toys, books and magazines away.  I return socks and ...Read More

Losing Weight with Slimming World

You may remember last year, at my 40-year old health check, I was advised to lose weight and exercise more. Although, after years of yo-yo dieting on every fad diet to ever hit the book shelves, I did not hold out much hope for long-term success.  The nurse handed me a leaflet for ...Read More

The Sickie Myth

The Greek God(zilla) returned home from a recent overseas work trip with a stinking cold.  At first, I assumed ‘stinking cold’ was man code for ‘don’t ask me to do anything’, but when he passed my ‘fancy a beer?’ test, I passed a sympathetic tissue. The stinking cold turned into the flu, which then progressed into a throat ...Read More

Behind every Greek man is a woman rolling her eyes

Living with the Greek God(zilla) brings its fair share of eye rolling moments.  Most of them are delivered in good humour and often encouraged by the recipient himself. If we have an audience, and have both been on the wine, he will practically hand the one-liners to me. However, there are occasions when words completely ...Read More

New Year’s Eve Without a Bang

We’ve never been big on New Year’s Eve celebrations, the Greek God(zilla) and I. I tried to do the whole ‘party of the year’ thing when I was (much) younger, but always felt something was missing.  Like control over my personal space, clear access to the bar, and an affordable taxi home.  As I made ...Read More

Let the Pieces Fall

Towards the end of every year, I like to set myself a theme for the year to come.  It’s a good opportunity to look back, feel proud of the things I achieved and accept the things I did not.  The theme then acts as a guide for making decisions throughout the year ahead. In my ...Read More

Overwhelmed at Christmas

It is the first day of December and I am already feeling overwhelmed by Christmas. Rather, by the idea of Christmas anyway. It is not just the shopping, the wrapping, the cooking, the tree and the entertaining that is making my brain spin; it is also all the parties, all the prosecco and all the emails ...Read More

In Case of Emergency

There is nothing more likely to cause instant tension in our house, than when the Greek God(zilla) decides to sit me down for a chat about our joint finances. The dynamic has certainly shifted between us since I left my full-time job to embark on a freelance, part-time, writing career at home, ...Read More

No More Babies?

After my first miscarriage, I thought the only thing that would heal me would be to fall pregnant again. Then, I did fall pregnant again. But, the memory of miscarriage did not disappear. If anything, it only magnified. After my second miscarriage, I thought the only thing that would heal me would ...Read More