How I managed the sad today

When I woke up this morning the sad that has been lurking for the last month or so made an appearance. The old me, pre children, pre self employment, would have called in sick, pulled the duvet over my head and wallowed for a day, or a few days until guilt took over and I…

Tiny happy moments

1. The clink of ice in a glass. 2. The smell of vinegar on chips. 3. The sun peaking through the clouds. 4. Warm clothes straight from the tumble dryer. 5. A perfect cup of tea. 6. Browsing in a book shop. 7. Frying onions and garlic. 8. When your child puts their hand in…

A love letter to my body

I’m as guilty as anyone of taking my body for granted. I don’t particularly hate it but I often don’t love it either. I don’t look after it very well. Today I want to spend a bit of time with my body, appreciating it. To my feet… You are quite nice. You carry me wherever…

Imposter Syndrome

The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.

Bertrand Russell

Self Care

Should is a futile word. It’s about what didn’t happen. It belongs in a parallel universe. It belongs in another dimension of space – Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin When Iā€™m not well, I really struggle with self care. The difficulty is that it becomes yet another thing on my should list. I should take…