Four years ago I entered a writing competition on the theme of motherhood, at the time my daughter was 5 months old, and had only come home from hospital a few weeks before. So this is what I wrote. I never used to want to be a mother, in fact the very thought of it… Read More The Un-Mother
It’s funny what will push you out of your comfort zone, and I recently found myself prompted into buying a dress that was a little out of my zone. I was browsing Lindy Bop – just for a change – when I spotted this cream clover print tea dress. I’m not normally one to wear… Read More Lindy Bop and remembering mum
Let me just start this post by saying, if I actually manage to write this without it just turning into a string of expletives I’ll be impressed. It turns out Jamie Oliver is so fired up on the “success” of his sugar tax, that now he wants to go after those awful awful mothers who… Read More Breastfeeding and Jamie Oliver
This is going to be a slightly childish post, I’d apologise but I’m not really sorry. Some of you may have seen my previous posts about social services (pt 2), well here is the update, there’s a fair bit to go through.
Today is the 24th of January, a spectacularly uninteresting day to many I imagine. For me it was the start of a traumatic experience, an experience that is still ongoing, but there is finally a light at the end of the tunnel. I have written about this before, 3 times in fact. It has been a… Read More One year on
It has been an interesting year, thought I’d go through it with some blog posts. Started the year puking, while technically this is a post from last December, it is exactly how January started for me. Dear future self On the subject of the toilet, you know how at the beginning you were thinking you… Read More A 2014 recap: Puking, parenting, pain and feminism
A slightly silly start to this blog post, but I do love this song and it is kind of what I wanted to talk about. As my blog title suggests I’m a little bit of a goth (unless you are totally unaware of it being a play on “murder of crows” and are one of… Read More “I am a poser and I don’t care, I like to make people stare”
Think we all know that mothers (and some fathers) will get judged no matter what they do. That seems to be a given, and mothers seem to get judged more harshly – probably because they do the bulk of childcare. I’m no longer shocked, but this disgusting excuse for an article on ParentDish got me… Read More Judging and motherhood
Mothers’ Day is a hard one for me, my own mother died 2 years ago. She died 3 weeks before my first child was born. So my own motherhood is intrinsically linked with the loss of my mother. Obviously it would still be linked if she’d died before or after that, but the proximity of the… Read More Mothers’ Day – pain and joy
This blog has been sat empty for a while, I keep meaning to post, but then I never know what to start with. So the blank page sits and taunts me, like a blank piece of paper when you’re about to start drawing. Ominous and daunting, making you worry that the first mark you make… Read More Am I a “mummy blogger”?