I know I am absolutely not alone in what I am about to talk about, and no doubt there are other stories out there more complex and well put together than mine, but this week has been a tough one. And because of that I want to say this and put it out there. IContinue reading “Lockdown Loneliness”
When we had your first birthday in Lockdown I kept thinking this is fine. You don’t know what’s going on anyway so having it just be the three of us is more disappointing for me than it is for you or Dad. I think Dad was secretly relieved.At the time I said it’s fine. We’llContinue reading “Second Lockdown Birthday”
A short essay on how being a mother has helped me recover lost parts of myself.
Originally posted on Facebook in March 2020 Dear Hull, Lately I’m missing you. I’m thinking about my favourite times, my favourite places. The Top Deck in Princes Quay, before it made way for yet another cinema. The hours upon hours spent in Sun Café studying, reading, writing essays, but mostly drinking tea and having chats.Continue reading “Dear Hull”
Feeling nostalgic over my university days
Disclaimer – Please Note – This household contains a rambunctious toddler.
Dear R, This is our second Christmas as a family of 3. And what a strange time its been since our first one. I would love to write this and not have to use the c word. I would love to write this and talk about the friends you made at creche and at theContinue reading “New Year’s Eve Letter”
Socially distant mom chats turn to talking of teeth
Thinking about how Christmas will look different this year, and how it already does in the shops.
He woke at 5.30 this morning. He does that a lot, but usually I can get him back to sleep. Some cuddles while sucking on the boob and he usually drifts off and I can get another hour in bed, if I’m lucky. But this morning it was not to be. After half an hourContinue reading “A Free Evening”