I am a mum. I have OCD. I want to live well. Follow me as I try.
A plague is on our house. Ok, not the plague, just a cold. But still, everything is so miserable when you have a cold, isn’t it? Sleep is disrupted (ha ha, what sleep?!), appetite is non-existent, there are aches and pains, blocked noses (the worst!), and terrible coughs. Grim. And it’s at its worst when... Continue Reading →
I really wasn’t going to post about this. It feels embarrassing and quite scary. I don’t know if it’s something I should draw attention to, and if it’s a case of ‘too much information’. It isn’t something a lot of people talk about – I’ve certainly not really had a conversation about it openly, and... Continue Reading →
This is a bit of a weird post, I suppose. I ran it past my hubby initially, and he thought it was a bit long-winded to just talk about taking The Munchkin to his first swimming class. But I'm posting it because I think I would have liked to have heard someone's experiences of taking... Continue Reading →
Part of the appeal of the London Marathon was the ability to live it up in London after the race. And living it up for me is eating and drinking well. London did not disappoint! Please bear with me as this is somewhat of a lengthy post. But if you are looking for dining... Continue Reading →
This is another post which has been a long time coming. Almost four months after I completed the London Marathon, I feel I may be able to write about it. It was an amazing, agonising, uplifting, and strangely addictive experience. And, quite possibly, completely indescribable. Hence me taking so long to attempt this! ... Continue Reading →
So, I’ve really neglected my blog in the past several months. MASSIVE understatement! I’m sorry dear followers and those kind enough to take a passing interest. I’m planning on making a comeback now. The marathon is long over, and I’ll round it up in another post. My part-time work, which I do from home, is... Continue Reading →
I have been absent from this blog for too long. Doing the marathon, and working, and parenting, and living, has been taking up all my time and energy. But I have been desperately wanting to get back in to it. I was reading another blog recently, and a wise woman said if you want to... Continue Reading →
It’s likely if you’ve seen me recently, I’ve told you I’m fine. I say that a lot, and a lot of the time it’s true. But sometimes it’s not. I think because it is a relatively new thing for me to talk in public about my OCD and anxiety, it’s sometimes difficult for me to... Continue Reading →
The Husband doesn’t know I’m writing this. And it wasn’t what I planned for my next blog post. But I had an overwhelming urge to write something about him and how he supports me. He has to put up with a lot living with me. It’s not easy living with someone who has OCD, someone... Continue Reading →
Dear Student Midwife, I am writing to thank you for the care you gave myself and my son whilst he was on the neonatal unit. I know you are unlikely to think you did anything other than your job, but to me you did so much more. We were fortunate to have many caring staff... Continue Reading →
