We had a good break full of rest, movies and good food. We went for walks. We napped. Like I said, good times. We had some heart-warming moments (opening the gratitude jar and reading our notes from the last year) – followed by heart-breaking moments (me landing the edge of the jar on the edge of my mobile screen and crunching it. Fer realsies.) We … Continue reading Over-reaction is just a slushie away!
To my daughter, on her tenth birthday Continue reading One decade on…
I struggled with the title. I really couldn’t think of a good one to encapsulate everything I wanted to write about. I’m typing on my phone. Ah, the wonders of modern technology and ubiquitous free WiFi. My husband snores indelicately next to me and DD is sitting on her bed watching The Big Bang theory, also courtesy of free and fast WiFi. We are tuckered … Continue reading 24 December in Brussels
And whaddya know? It IS Friday! I dropped my favourite child off at the Breton Bestie’s house this morning. (Fine, she’s my only child, but let’s not digress). BB has been bribing her with breakfast all week – today it was pancakes. My fluffy American pancakes are just not as good as the bestie’s crepes, probably more so because the supply is going to dry … Continue reading Feels like Friday
I’ve been lucky to have a great dad, someone who set the bar very high, so anyone that chose to be with me forever was going to have to be pretty amazing, too. When I met my handsome fella, I knew two things in my bones: I was never going to break up with him, and he was going to be a fantastic father. He … Continue reading My daughter’s father
The dancer stretched her neck, shook out her hands, and breathed deeply. She went up on her toes and down again. One finger tapped the beat, counting down her cue. She tucked her hips, drew in her stomach and led with her hands, leaping on to the stage. The spotlights, usually so harsh and unforgiving, seemed to soften and wrap her gently, following her every … Continue reading Performance Anxiety
This post is long overdue. Possibly because it will dredge up so many emotions & feelings that I have battled hard to contain & compartmentalise. But the emergence of many articles and posts on the same topic in the last few weeks have made me realise that there are other mothers out there who may benefit from reading this. The Beginning I had the most perfect … Continue reading Motherhood with PTSD
Petal & Mortar 