6th December 2017 Helen

Disclaimer: The links below are affiliate links, meaning, at no additional cost to you, I will earn a commission if you click through and make a purchase. As usual the content and opinions are my own. These days it feels like you’d really have to dig deep to find positive news stories about being a woman.   We’re collectively painted out as one extreme or another – the broken victim or the shrill woman; the virgin or the slut; the wallflower or the provocateur. ‘Women’s sections’ of newspapers talk about thigh gaps – not pay gaps; telling us when we’re…

26th November 2017 Helen

There are little changes to the routine. Moments of relative calm. Fewer hands pawing at me. An occasional meal without a spill.  Less things to wipe.  Ever the optimist I feel hopeful. Hopeful that the madness of early childhood is coming to an end. Hopeful that the tedium that accompanies those early years is giving way to a different type of tedium – maybe even an easier one. Here are the 10 tells I’m an optimistic parent. 1. I’ve started buying the Weekend Newspaper. To childless me it was a given. Picked up on the way to brunch in the…

3rd May 2017 Helen 7Comment

I’m a happy married, mother of three, who is desperately seeking to fill an empty chasm in an otherwise very nice life.  In case my husband is reading this (unlikely but sure I better cover all bases), he needn’t worry – while I’m looking for something new but I’m not (yet) in the market for a new husband. No, today my needs are different. Today, I’m in the market for some political inspiration. And things are not looking good. You see, I’ve officially had enough of listening to news of far right eejits; far left eejits; and bog-standard-eejits. Not for one moment to…

1st April 2017 Helen 14Comment

This Summer it will be 8 years since I had my first baby.  With the youngest just turning 3, this is the longest stint in nearly 9 years that I haven’t been pregnant.  Three babies in five years was – for the most part, a good plan. That said it was also tough.  I always expected the chaos of the first baby.  The reality of the second – and the juggling of two-under-two was surprisingly ok – which likely had more to do with two fairly easy-going personalities than my amazing skills as a mother.   The reality of the third has proven to both…

20th March 2017 Helen

Our house has gone serious 1980’s.  We’ve skipped the red lemonade, Wham bars and leg warmers and cut straight to the TV shows of my youth. We’ve officially gone retro with Netflix. First off the kid’s programmes. Like looking back at most things, there’s quite the gap between the cool and futuristic programmes of my youth and the hilariously garish reality thirty (really?) years later. He-Man – still rocks that unisex bob and is fighting the good fight to keep Eternia and Greyskull safe from Skeletor and his gang of slightly inept henchmen.  He still has not only the power but also both…

30th January 2017 Helen 2Comment

It was a busy weekend. There were visits from Grandparents, coffees with friends, lots of cooking and seeing off the end of snotty colds that have had us feeling miserable.  There was shopping and washing, widdles on the floor, fights, and a bit more washing. If was a perfectly unremarkable weekend – save the fact that it was set against the backdrop of the US travel bans that coincidentally affect the lives of many predominantly Muslim people. I am not a Muslim, don’t wear a hijab or any other symbol of religious custom – as I am, in fact, an atheist. I am white…