Bad Habits

What bad habits do you have? Are you someone who develops habits easily - and once established, do you find them hard to break? I've been thinking about this quite a bit recently. With my superb combination of high functioning anxiety and a touch of neurodiversity, I tend to cleave to habits and routines; this… Continue reading Bad Habits

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That Time I Got Caught Out With Heatwave Feet!

A funny story about teacher feet, me-time and pedicures. #workingmum #teacher #mum #metime

Last weekend, with no real belief there would be a heatwave, I mused to my husband about getting a pedicure. You know, it's hard to get moments for self care in my busy life. "It's not because of your busy life. You won't let anyone touch your feet." Oh yeah. Been so busy I forgot… Continue reading That Time I Got Caught Out With Heatwave Feet!

Social Media, Selfishness Shaming and Motherhood.

I stumbled upon a blog I am not going to share the other day. I'm not going to share it because it disturbed me deeply. Luckily - from a position of privilege, knowing a bit of basic psychology, and a lot of mindfulness - it disturbed me on a sort of theoretical "Oh my days,… Continue reading Social Media, Selfishness Shaming and Motherhood.

Giving Myself Permission

OK so I'm the parent, I give the permission round here. I like to think of it as giving, not restricting because I'm a horrendous old hippy at heart. But in terms of who has to adhere to guidelines for their own good, it would be The Childe. Except (and I honestly think this is… Continue reading Giving Myself Permission

Me Time: The Dodo Micropub Hanwell

If you follow me on Twitter you will have seen some photos on my Saturday afternoon in The Dodo Micropub, Hanwell. Oh yes! I was out, on my own (well, with a friend) drinking beer. For shame! Call the soft focus Facebook quote brigade quickly, they need to strip me of some #realmum and #blessed… Continue reading Me Time: The Dodo Micropub Hanwell

That time I didn’t need to be embarrassed by my child … but was.

Childe was role playing me at nursery. Role playing me by putting on 'make up' (paint) and a 'beautiful dress' (some sad rags which were once a Snow White costume) and then telling everyone she was "Goin' to drink a glass of WINE in the res'runt wiv my FRENZ!"

Keeping your spirits up on so-called “Blue Monday”

Which we know is a myth, right? Myth or not, today is pretty foul and dreary. It got me thinking about the influx of ‘you can do anything’ social media stuff which is supposed to buoy us up, but can be a total downer. Because, as social media is compartmentalised, it often translates as ‘you should do everything’ and behind it is that nasty aftertaste: why am I not? Am I cowardly? Am I lazy? No, you’re prioritising.