Carving a calmer bedtime.

Every time I speak to parents about sleep, it’s the one thing that repeatedly comes up as having always have knocked them for six when it came to becoming a parent. We are told often as new parents that “just wait, one day you’ll wake up and you’ll have slept the whole night!” and that’s the end, close the book, we’ve ticked the sleep box and off we go into the sunset.

I could shout it from the rooftops; sleep is not linear. It’s not a track clacking…

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Shopping second-hand; pre-loved clothing.

This post is the first of a series on shopping second-hand, beginning with clothing.

I have always been a magpie. It began with stacks of Vogue in my teenage bedroom, weekends spent in city centres and Topshop bags toted like an identifier. Then graduated to much smaller things- like newborn size smaller - of high street baby clothes…

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Self-care within the margins.

The beginning of motherhood is busy. Busy days that feel like you’ve done nothing at all. Moments that crawl by while all at once you blink and the day has gone. Barely moving from the sofa, yet feeling as though you hadn’t stopped all day. And so it continues, as we leave the house we should be at baby rhyme time and baby massage, graduating to toddler groups and singing groups and dance groups and play groups, to after-school activities and weekend clubs and…

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Diverging from your childhood; co-parenting with your parents.

When I speak to parents that I’ve met, my friends in groups and those that I’ve met over in online spaces, I find that most of us are parenting in ways that differ to how they themselves were parented. And I’m almost certain that many of our own parents would say the same thing.

No parent is perfect. We make mistakes and we wish we’d done that certain thing different. We regret that word that came out sharper than intended. I think we all look introspectively and find things inside ourselves that we’d prefer not to pass onto our…

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Celebrating a solstice.

The 21st approaches, and with it comes midsummer or midwinter depending on your side of the hemisphere. The last solstice we celebrated in December was winter, but come the 21st June we will be celebrating midwinter once again as we spend our first month in Australia. 

Whichever way the solstice falls…

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You don't always come second, and nor should you have to.

I remember crying, big wracking sobs, because all I wanted was a bath. Eilish was seven weeks old, I was seven weeks postpartum unsure as to whether or not she would wake up. A ten minute soak in some warm water was all I wanted. Just five minutes, even, would do. It was a small lifeline to before, the smallest indulgence that had become an impossible task. I didn’t have one…

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Creating pockets of home; for the times you are stuck in an in-between.

We are currently on a precipice, dangling, dangling, dangling, waiting to jump (or is it fall? I guess that depends on which moment you ask me). It’s a mixture between precipice and limbo, an anticipation of what’s beyond the door while standing in a waiting room of all that is familiar yet displaced.

We’re staying for weeks at my in-laws, a house

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