My Biggest Regret In Life? Regret Itself …

An old friend and I were chatting nonsense the other day, asking each other silly questions as we tried to stop our feral offspring posting crisps into DVD players and taunting the goldfish. It’s the sort of conversation that springs from a comfortable familiarity. Two friends who have known each other since the heyday of fake IDs, underage nightclubbing and…

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I’m A Mum. I Don’t Have Time For Cancer

When a small mass was discovered in my sigmoid colon I found myself staring into an abyss of uncertainty. Biopsies were taken. A CT scan was scheduled to see if it had spread. I was left with an interminable 10-day wait until my fate was to be sealed in a colorectal surgeon’s office at 11:40am the following Wednesday. If cancer…

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A Life-Changing Diagnosis: Colon Cancer & Me

I’ve been a bit quiet of late… In truth the last two weeks have been the most agonising, nerve-wracking and heartbreaking of my life. On May 17th I underwent a series of hospital procedures and was told with 99% certainty that I had colon cancer. Biopsies and scans were taken. Results would need to be waited for. Today it was…

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My Response To The Daily Mail’s Hatchet Job On Mum Bloggers…

Oh you rotters. You’ve done it again. Not content with degrading The Labour Party and the International Development community, you’ve turned your hateful attentions to us mum bloggers, singling out The Unmumsy Mum & Hurrah For Gin for extra detention. You call us ‘slapdash’ and ‘patronising’ to those who feel fulfilled as mothers. You accuse us of pimping out our…

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A Day In The Life Of Small Children: Scene 1

I found a box of old film scripts yesterday, leftovers from a previous life. It got me thinking… What would the script of a real mum’s life look like? Hmmmm. Well, here’s my version: SCENE 1: ‘Would you like a snack?’ INT: UNTIDY COTTAGE – DAY. Mum enters the room. Her long brown hair is disheveled. She has a wary look on her face. It’s 3:10pm.…

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Breastfeeding: Society’s Expectation Vs. Your Own Sanity

It starts with a feeling, a rising from the pit of my stomach. I don’t like it. It tastes wrong. It’s a guilty secret, the kind I could never ever share. Yet the more I think it, the more unruly it becomes… I don’t like breastfeeding. It’s 3am. Emily is six weeks old. I’m sitting up in bed with one…

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Laura Kenney and The Happy Delusions of Expectant Mothers

Great Britain awoke this morning to the news of more Corbyn Carnage and the sweetly optimistic musings of Laura Kenney (Olympic cycling superhero and expectant mum). She and her husband have just announced that all games consoles will be banned from their house i.e. nixing the opportunity for their child to, ‘sit on the sofa all day.’ Whilst it’s a noble thing…

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