Marriage and the Magic Question: Who’s Doing the Work?

  I sent the text at 6.30, when (according to his schedule) he should've been an hour into his ninety-minute journey home. 'Hey, where are you?' I hate sending that text - the studied casualness of it, the fact that I'm too tired even to put a smiley face on the end. Wherever he is, … Continue reading Marriage and the Magic Question: Who’s Doing the Work?

I used to have thoughts

At 4am this morning, I was feeding and reading old blog posts. Because I'd just had a dream that it was Blog Exam day, where some adjudicating body gave blog posts grades and comments, and all of my comments were just giant photos of cheese. I woke up with one hand over my stabbed heart and … Continue reading I used to have thoughts

Mothers and work: three reasons why you’re doing just fine

I've been reading a lot lately about mothers and work. Is there something in the air? (Or, more likely, something in the news I've missed?) Two thoughtful blog posts about it popped up in my feed yesterday: one on Peonies and Polaroids, from a self-employed mother of twins who went back to wedding photography after a few … Continue reading Mothers and work: three reasons why you’re doing just fine

The way we work

Henry is experiencing some serious mama-love this month. Phases like that come and go: his heart beats for Daddy, as a rule, but every now and again he just wants to sit by me. I do love it, while it lasts. But it has made me think - more than I was already - about … Continue reading The way we work

Handel the Overachiever

Oh, how bitter it is to return to work after a four-day weekend. I have sulked and grumbled and headached my way through three days, deliberately sleeping through my alarm, proofreading with gritted teeth, threatening to turn up on the doorstep of unhelpful authors with an angry wolf in my arms, eating a disgusting amount … Continue reading Handel the Overachiever