Recently I have been so caught up in the process of editing my writing and changing (and changing and changing) my opening scenes, my opening lines to make my writing more attractive to potential agents, prospective publishers that along the way I completely forgot something very important; I love to write. Continue reading “I Forgot I Love to Write”
I haven’t blogged in a long time. For a number of reasons really.
Firstly I made it feel like a chore. Like it was a job that needed to be done and simply ticked off a list. But that’s not what blogging is to me. Although, for a time, that’s what it became. I blog because I love to write, to find new ways of expressing myself and to connect with people through my writing. It is not a job, I do not get paid for it and I don’t have any deadlines I need to keep – even those ones which are self-imposed. Continue reading “It’s Been a While…”
When the good weather came to Ireland for the first time this year, for those two short, yet desperately needed, days I wondered what do to with the girls. My husband was away for work and so something I could easily do solo with a 4 and 1-year-old but that would also ensure the most was made of the fine weather. Continue reading “Letting Life Happen”
I was sent a copy of The Abandoned for an honest review. I also purchased the e-book version for kindle. All thoughts and opinions are – and always will be – my own.
Peggy Bowden has not had an easy life. As a teenager, her mother was committed to an asylum and then a local priest forced her into an abusive marriage. But when her husband dies in an accident Peggy sees an opportunity to start again and trains as a midwife. Continue reading “Book Review: The Abandoned by Sharon Thompson”
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Car seat safety is incredibly important. When I was pregnant with my first baby I was fortunate enough to learn a lot about car seat safety in our ante-natal classes and from the experienced staff where we bought our car seat. Continue reading “7 Car Seat Safety Checks”
I was sent this book from Annorlunda Books for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are – and always will be – my own.
Motherhood doesn’t always look like the sentiments from a greeting card.
Both Sides of My Skin is a collection of four short stories about the reality of pregnancy and motherhood, from the uncertainty of waiting for pregnancy test results to the Continue reading “Book Review: Both Sides of My Skin by Elizabeth Trach”
There is very little in this world that will prepare you for the arrival of your first child. Ante-natal classes, the copious amounts of advice that everyone imparts on you – some don’t even need to actually have children to throw in their two cents.
While some of the advice may be helpful – in hindsight – very little will help an expectant mother with no idea what’s on the horizon.
Waiting for the arrival of my first baby I had equal measures trepidation about what was to come and adamant certainty about exactly how I would parent my impending arrival. I will openly admit that almost none of these certainties panned out.
This, however, isn’t about all the craziness that ensues when you become a mother for the first time – this is about the sequel. I have learned that the only thing that really and truly prepares you for the arrival of a baby, is the arrival of a baby.
Don’t misunderstand me, the arrival of a second child into the family comes with its very own unique set of challenges but it doesn’t carry all of the same uncertainties and terrors that you may have had with your first baby.
Self-soothing – the term that, when I first became a mother, caused my core body temperature to increase by a minimum of 2 degrees Celsius, evident by the cold sweat seeping through my pores. Continue reading “Self-Soothing – You don’t always have to follow the baby books”
Having children, especially small children, can often mean missing out on things – all those birthdays, hen parties, weddings, functions and events – even a blog awards ceremony – that have the audacity to occur when you’re caught up in life with a baby. This has happened me, these last few years, more times that I can count. You name it, I’ve probably missed it but that’s just a part of motherhood – especially with little ones who have an affinity for boob-on-draught and limited childcare options. It was just an aspect of motherhood that I had to adjust to and in that adjustment I have developed a number of coping mechanisms to help me deal with the inevitable cases of FOMO – Fear Of Missing Out.