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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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?’…
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…
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.…
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…
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…
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…
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,…
My husband and son have many things in common. They would both happily spend the entire day in their pyjamas if they could. Every rainy Saturday afternoon is as a DVD box set opportunity. They laugh at their own…