The Cancer Train…

Someone once said that a person does not get cancer. A family does. My daughter with my beautiful late Auntie Living under the shadow of this intangible yet omnipresent force is a heavily emotional experience. Whilst the illness hits the individual, the whole family feels its tremors. The ground, which was once so steady now…

Dear White Parents, White Family, White Friends, White Influencers, White Strangers, Me…

We are currently witnessing a global focus on another utterly tragic loss of life of a Black man whilst being detained by a White police officer. Of course, I refer to George Floyd. Sadly, there are many more deaths of Black and Brown people at the hands of law enforcement that came before him and…

To share or not to share, that is the question? Parent blogging and child safety on-line

I knew I wanted to blog for a long time. I enjoy writing and I find it therapeutic. I also knew that I wanted to focus my writing on my experiences of motherhood in all its shades of good, bad and grey. 100% though, this focus topic lands me square in the realm of the…

Instagram v Tattle in the world of the ‘mummy blogger’

We have curtains in our home for a reason (or make that Plantation shutters if you truly consider yourself a fully-fledged Instahun 😉). A means of shutting out the world, at our choosing, when we wish for privacy. I think we'd all agree that it's good for the soul. Essential for sanity. Perfectly normal. Imagine,…

Single Mother Stigma

This evening as I scrolled mindlessly through my personal Facebook account I read a post by a fellow single parent I know. She was tired from working full time and raising her kiddies, and obviously something had triggered her. So she posted about it. A blurty, raw post seemingly born from frustration and anger towards…

When diverse parenting lacks diversity (Camp Bestival: are you listening?)

I can be a bit vocal in my opinions in real life. Admittedly, not yet on the blog. Hold my beer... Camp Bestival. Never been. Why? Well, I can't afford it, essentially. OK, I'm not pleading poverty here (having just come back from Center Parcs that would be an ignorant call) however as a single…