I’ve written before about how I have trouble asking for and accepting help. It’s an ongoing theme in my life, but this year, I feel, has been a lesson in doing just that. It’s not so much that I’m this proud, independent single mother who wants to do everything myself; Read more…
The other day I was talking to a friend who has two sons. She was telling me about how she’d gone out for the afternoon with just her eldest son, and how lovely it had been to sit and have a drink and a chat with him. Then she stopped Read more…
S has been on holidays from nursery, which means two weeks stuck at home with Mummy. Neither of us has been enthralled by this prospect, if I’m honest. Being self employed means I can’t really take two weeks off so most of S’s nap times and my evenings are spent Read more…