It's Monday, and after a weekend that rushed by, because I didn't just hide out alone to try and eek the absolute most out of it (like the dude in catch22 who cultivates misery his whole life to make every...
No one told me about motherhood, not even my mother. I didn't have friends that were mothers, actually I didn't really have friends at all, living in Antigua at 24 pregnant and mostly alone. I didn't go to antenatal classes...
Hi loves, I am writing this from a rainy campsite in Spain with two hungry teens and the end of a cold, and a rare overwhelming sense of pride in myself as a parent, for managing to play games with...
Soon we’ll be younger than we’ve ever beeтIt’s the last day of June, the sky is deliciously grey outside, the nasturtiums on my balcony have flowered and my tummy is full of the very slow fermented buckwheat bread (with lashings...
I’ve never walked slowly because I've been running. Running for as long as I can remember. And the pace has been getting faster and faster year after year. But as the speed increased I got better and better at creating...
Hi loves, It’s the 30th of April, the last year of my thirties, I am tired and hungry and horny and a bit lonely, and everything I have taught myself to cope and survive is crumbling around me despite me...
As you may have seen, I’ve been dropping lots of hints, but shying away from making anything official. As a bad future planner (most of my plans are either right this minute or never) and also through fear, I have...
I stopped feeling for a while. I worked really hard at it. I preempted what might happen when we finally had our home. Something I have dreamt of since leaving home at 16 and longed for for my...
Good morning loves,I have been talking to a lot of people this week, and it feels like absolutely every single person is so worn out So muddled and sticky and icky, desperately trying to schedule in moments of rest...
Good morning loves, A bit like when I used to sew a lot, I don’t have any idea what I will write or what the final piece will be/look like, but I feel like I need to get some...
It's been a strange summer. So much has happened, so much is changing and I think I've been subconsciously tapping out of it through.. fear. In the lead up to going back to Bali to face some old demons...
After an incredible start to my trip there is a lot bubbling to the surface right now, which is expected but not thaaat welcome! Just a heads up, this ones a little heavy with mention of disordered eating (but a...
I feel I write the same email over and over in slightly different ways but it’s been a while so here’s my unrequested soup of thoughts in email form. On Tuesday I came back to myself, which coincided with the...
It’s mothers day (which I only remembered this morning) and despite that this weekend I have been thinking more than usual about Motherhood, (which I am going to write with a capital M from now on because I think...
Firstly I want to say that, although I have been doing a post (nearly) every day on self-love I really push back against the idea that 'until we love ourselves we can't be loved'. Like, how do we measure when we...
Today I woke feeling so alone. I cried as I made myself my morning coffee and as I write this I feel so full of loneliness.I want to name it, to blame it on single parenthood, or on my...
I've been feeling lost. A little stuck and a lot unmotivated. I've been trying to just sit with it. As someone who has spent every moment of their life 'doing' I'm trying to work out what this feeling is...
Since moving to Barcelona (nearly a whole year ago)! I have been so lucky that a few amazing women reached out to me, sometimes social media is a truly magical thing. One of whom was Priya Joi. Since I met...
This week feels big. Big big! This week my son goes back to school (another new school, but that's a whole other story) I have done maybe 11 solo parent summer holidays in my son's lifetime. Spread over 3 countries and...
It's been a big summer. A different summer. I had a month of childlessness which is a first, and my favourite moments by far were the small ones. The insignificant moments of quiet and nature and connection. The hours...
Do I love being a Mother? Yes! Do I hate being a mother? Yes! Do I wear motherhood as a badge of honour, fuck yes. Are all the women in me tired? YESSS!! It's the summer holidays, (which in Spain...
