My Body is a Temple. A Jelly Baby Temple.

My Body is a Temple. A Jelly Baby Temple.

My body is a temple. A Jelly Baby temple. A temple made of jiggly ramparts and wibbly wobbly towers. It is something I am beginning to come to terms with. I am currently the biggest I have ever been. Before

A Month Today, My Son Turns 2

A Month Today, My Son Turns 2

A month today, my son turns 2. My tiny 6lb15oz bundle of excitement, love, exhaustion and pride will be 2 years old. I think I’m missing something here. And by ‘something’ I mean a year. A whole year. An entire

Exclusion: The New Group Dynamic

Exclusion: The New Group Dynamic

I’m not a stranger to being the outsider. Growing up, I was always that kid that tagged along on the edge of a friendship group and never really felt included. I was the one who strived so hard for attention,

Acceptance and Accountability

Acceptance and Accountability

It feels an age since I last wrote on here. I’ve been putting pen to paper quite a bit lately, but I’ve not been able to then make it digital. It has felt too fake. Too forced. Now though, I

Filtered Kids: The Next Generation

Filtered Kids: The Next Generation

It frustrates, nay infuriates me when I see photos of kids that have obviously been filtered. Now I’m not talking about the kind of filters that improve brightness and focus etc, but the ones that are used to smooth out and boost

The Handmaid’s Tale – Is It Really Too Graphic?

The Handmaid’s Tale – Is It Really Too Graphic?

On Sunday night, I watched the first episode of The Handmaid’s Tale on Channel 4. Oh. My. God. Fantastic! I’m seeing so many comments and articles at the moment about the show being horrifying, chilling, and too graphic. Really?! The

Gentle Hands, Please

Gentle Hands, Please

Gentle hands, please. Kind hands, please. I get it, I really do. Kind of. Let me start by saying I like these phrases. I like how it is a more positive and encouraging way of saying please for the love of

Adventures at Paradise Park

Adventures at Paradise Park

For as long as I can remember, I have loved visiting and exploring new places. I love the mystery that goes with it, the undiscovered gems that await you around that next corner. There is something soothing about it to

The Best Laid Plans

The Best Laid Plans

It’s often the small things that send you staggering. Sometimes it’s because they hit you completely out of the blue, and other times it’s just the tipping point for something much larger. Due to my anxiety and OCD, I often

Does Mother Really Know Best?

Does Mother Really Know Best?

Mother knows best! This phrase really frustrates me. Like, really. It gets right under my skin, creeping and crawling through my nervous system and sending shivers down my spine. Ok, so maybe that’s a bit of an overreaction, but only

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