Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
There is no denying it, turning 40 is an experience that is now hurtling towards me and I simply cannot ignore that in less than six months I will no longer be a thirty something. I will be 40. 81.5 is the current age that most Brits kick the bucket, so 40 is pretty much…
Aw feck, Somehow, and really I am a bit clueless to how it happened, but somehow I am knocking on the door of 40. Last time I looked I was cheerfully living in Brighton, studying a degree in something quite useless, having the time of my life. Then I blinked and suddenly I had premature…
People often say to me… “I don’t know how you cope.” Clearly I invite in a pity party by writing about my life online and discussing the different unique conditions my children are afflicted with, but in the whole, I generally don’t think I need much sympathy. Except for the nights when Type 1 Diabetes…
It has been an epic summer, we have holidayed in France and Cornwall, drank Rose by moonlight, scoffed down Camembert and mussels, followed by fish and chips. It has been a summer of smiles and memories. But holy cow, it has been hell on the waistline. (And to be honest the waistline wasn’t faring too…
Some moments in life freeze frame in your memory like an image on your wall. They can be recalled in an instant and often replay across your lids as you start to drift to sleep. I find my freeze frames are some of my happiest and some of my bleakest times. Whichever they are –…