I used to think that I knew what I wanted in life. I thought I knew who I was. I had a plan, I thought once I graduated university, I would wake up every morning excited for work that paid well. I thought I would have time after work to enjoy myself and have fun.
We always hear and read about the loneliness of being a new mum, how isolated you can feel those first few months when you have a child permanently attached to your hip/breast or both. When your partner, if you have one, has to go back to work and those first few weeks of friends and
As the months are quickly passing us by, it’s been a year so far filled with all things female and I’ve been loving it! With International Women’s Day (8th March) and Mother’s Day (31st March) having just been celebrated, I’m certainly feeling the girl power. From our own family members to strangers, women inspire us
Ok, admit it, being single can suck sometimes. The loneliness and tediousness of it can be trying and you feel like grabbing the first tube of Pringles you can find in your cupboard at night to get rid of the single blues. However, I’m here to tell you ladies and gentlemen – being single is
Guilt Guilt Guilt, oh and Guilt. When you are pregnant everyone tells you how hard it is when you have a baby: the sleepless nights, the feeding, the nappy changing the wanting a minute to yourself to eat a biscuit, a large slice of cake or to inhale a glass of wine. Yes this is
We all feel down sometimes. Stuff happens. Sometimes life throws you a curve ball. We feel all the feels, sometimes for a reason, and sometimes for no good reason at all.
We’re all going to experience this in some form, whether it’s a relationship break-up, the loss of a family member, or the end of a friendship. I may be stating the bleeding obvious here, but heartbreak is upsetting, soul destroying and, well, heart-breaking. But the ‘H’ word can perhaps be seen as a blessing in
I glance across the table as you take a sip of your drink. Red wine of course; we’re adults now. We catch up as we swap stories of our adventures and glee, of beer fear and the hangover anxiety that claimed you last week… As it does after every heavy night. Laughter engulfs your face
“You don’t look disabled” “Why are you parked there?” “There’s nothing wrong with you!” The amount of times I’ve had to hold my tongue and stop myself from telling people to eff off has been a challenge and a half over the years. But unfortunately, this is my life when I go out and about
Being an easy wanderer, or rather, someone who naturally gets lost on their way somewhere, I have found that often, I find the best, most pleasantly surprising things in the quietest, most unsuspecting of neighbourhoods. It took me 2 hours to find 163 steps worth of beautifully tiled brickwork on 16th Avenue, San Francisco, but