Yesterday morning, Joni and I got up early for our first trip into town without Rich. This may sound like a simple task but when you have a big heavy buggy to lug up and down stairs, potential mid-journey meltdowns or nappy disasters and a baby who likes to feed a lot – it takes
When I was about seven, my mum said I was allowed to walk the half mile to school with my friends and without adult supervision. I was delighted. I’d meet four friends, excitedly, at the Park Avenue North entrance to Ally Pally, then walk through the alleyway towards the school gates, always finding time to
Before Joni was born, I spoke with friends about how I intended to continue seeking intellectual stimulation after the birth and to not become completely lost in a world of nappies and newborn baby photos. I was, and still am, keen to socialise with other mothers – but as well as sharing baby anecdotes, I
I wrote an article for Motherland London on pregnancy and body image. Read it here (or click on the image).
Throughout pregnancy I was surrounded by women who dreaded the thought of giving birth. Some of those women weren’t even pregnant yet. But I managed to avoid fearful thoughts by focusing on what my mum had told me: contractions feel like period pains (and i’ve had enough of them to know they’re manageable) and the