Pandemic Diary #5

Saturday It was announced on Friday that we would enter a national “Lockdown 2″ this week; which sounds depressing but is actually a lot more relaxed than last time and is not hugely different to the rules a few million of us have been living with for the last few months anyway. The most notable…

Pandemic Diary #1

Ok, I’m going to keep this one brief as I forgot to type as I went (a little a day goes a long way!), but it has been a pretty good week for documenting life in a pandemic. (Not to mention its effects on Mental Health!) Saturday Rain. Lots and lots of rain. Husband worked…

All Caught Up

Since the final Diary of a Lockdown post, I think I’ve managed to cover the bit where we moved house (right after extra lockdown restrictions were imposed, cancelling our childcare!); the bit where we went on holiday, (right in time for the restrictions to be lifted, meaning we could see my side of the family);…

The Big Needle

So this post is intended to be the promised follow-up to my previous instalment Needles and Haystacks (#1); an attempt to make sense of my messy mind and the glimmers of sense I think I might have found there. However, a few more days, weeks or months- who knows, is it still 2020?!– have passed…

A Few Little Nuggets

“It’s a shame you’re not blogging this week, Babe,” he says as he picks up two rather fancy looking gift bags from the boot of the car. I lean in for a closer look. “Is that… what I think it is?” He smirks. “Why the…?” He can’t keep them in Church, you see, as he…

Having a Crack

It’s Sunday afternoon. Creak. I’m sat in the rocking chair with the youngest all snuggled up, snoring heavily into a blanket. Her brother and sister are playing upstairs; the tune of their laughter harmonising with the much fainter sound of worship music seeping from Husband’s office. All in all it seems to me the perfect…

Diary of a Lockdown: Week 9

Saturday Yes, we’re in Mexico today, and it’s already a much better weekend than the last! We have a slow morning, followed by the usual scramble about for passports and the likes, before buckling up and eating crisps on the “plane”. Since our last travelling adventure we have sadly lost another two pieces of charity…

The Overflow

If you are a parent of any number of children, you will most likely have heard the phrase, “you’ve got your hands full there!” Several (hundred) times. A day. Personally, I don’t mind it. It’s not a tut, or a put-down; it’s a generally positive encounter with another member of the public, who takes the time…

The Beaster Holidays

It’s been a while since I had a bit of a Facebook scroll, to tell you the truth. I deleted the app a while back in an attempt to go to bed three hours earlier and with a clearer head, but seem to have an innate desire to torture myself with other people’s selfies on…

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Highlights: 1. Waking up to snow! 2. Waking up again to the kids very, very excitedly “being quiet”, asking repeatedly if they can wake me up yet, turning on all the lights, whispering “we’ve got you a present” and then shouting “IT’S A JIGSAW!” I love how much they love birthdays- even ones that are…

Laugh. Cry. Write.

Over this past year, my WordPress account has gathered an awful lot of dusty posts. Stories, musings, and miscellaneous happenings that I deemed relatively noteworthy, but just never found the time note. More recently, these sad and forgotten pages have been replaced by mere titles, and lately even photographs… Snapshots of marked moments that will hopefully, one…