womanhood

It’s my birthday, and I wished for this

This, being… one insomniac coughing fit so energetic I blew out an eardrum (brills) two

letters to my children

This Is Where We Are: A letter to my son on Mother’s Day (2)

Having read about it here, I wanted to write about how I mother my babies day-to-day,

soul food and sanity savers

Its name is Sprucey

Our Christmas tree experience this year got off to an inauspicious start. We all had

soul food and sanity savers

watch-listen-read: Friday treats for your eyes and ears

Tomorrow, when you read this, I’ll be making bacon sandwiches in a tent overlooking Corfe

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  • How do you love exercise? Because I do not lovehellip
  • Weve done anniversaries here birthdays here New Years Eves wherehellip
  • Each of them managed to give themselves a head bumphellip
  • Magenta as hell and not gonna take it anymore thesehellip
  • Twenty minutes I said once we got in from Fridayhellip
  • This cots held all three of our babies I amhellip
  • Well we have a broken boiler on a freezing dayhellip
  • I forgot to brush my teeth gag but we DIDhellip
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