Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #11

Saturday Husband seems to be working alot more this weekend. Either that or, now that the kids are back in school, the lack of family time is even more noticeable. (Or, even more probable, the fact he went to bed exhausted at 8pm last night when we were supposed to be ordering a curry is…

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…

Giving God the Grumps

I’ve been keeping a weekly lockdown diary on this page, (miracles do happen!) but felt this story was a little too good, (not to mention long and detailed!) to share within that. So, here goes, I hope it encourages somebody as much as it has done me! Yesterday was a bad day. In fact, the…

Once More, For the Love of God

A couple of months back I wrote a post about taking stock: re-evaluating life, re-assessing our priorities and pretty much just getting a grip. I aimed to re-approach every area of life with renewed focus: stripping back duty, desperation and befrazzlement (yup, just made that one up, but I like it), with a simpler, more…

May Be

May be upon us. May… be here so soon?! May be meaning it’s almost a year since our cohort moved. A year?! A year. What’s in a year? Well… Shock, exhaustion, diabetes and childbirth, to name but a few! Identity crises, loneliness, and Mummy guilt, to name some more. One experience, weakness, bug, then another,…

Secondary Sadness

On New Years Day I was feeling optimistic. The year ahead looked exciting and full of promise. This is going to be good, I wrote in my journal; letting down my guard and anticipating an abundance of good news and good times. Barely five days in and those rose-tinted glasses began to crack. We woke…