This is a bit overdue, but 2020 has been a bit extra, hasn’t it? I survived though; it would seem that facing possible cancer and definite surgery as a single mum isn’t an unbearable weight after all, but just one that is hard to bear. And the people who love you and care for you […]Read More The unbearable weight: part 2. I am not a Tuesday Girl.
I have a confession. I hate Christmas so much this year that I involuntarily flipped the birdy and muttered “fuck you” at the fairy lights after I hung them up in the porch last night. Thank god the kids were in the living room watching Youtube. To be honest I could never have won the […]Read More What happens when you are a single parent and you aren’t feeling Christmas? (Asking for a friend)