I think I’m starting to suss out what goes on in my head. Momentum is everything. When everything happened I took a whole month off work sick and I relied on my little boy to keep me going. I got up in the mornings because I had to, otherwise I think I would have wallowed… Continue reading Momentum
Three years ago today, you were born, and so was Mummy. Because let’s face it – up until then I had been someone completely different, with other priorities, worries and hopes. I had always wanted to be a mummy, and now you came along and gave me that chance. I had spent two years wondering… Continue reading Three Years
This weekend I logged on to social media and found a photograph of you with another child. When you left I knew that she had a daughter. I knew that she threw her daughter’s father out for you. I knew that this was going on but in my head, I ignored it and denied it.… Continue reading I Won’t Tell You
I have been single for 17 months. In that time I have dated someone who just disappeared, a married bloke who didn’t tell me, a really dodgy drug dealer type who I suspect was doing deals on our date, a violent bloke, a man who declared love after our first coffee, and someone who refused… Continue reading Dating
Yesterday, which was January the 16th, the snow started to fall properly in Glasgow. It was beautiful: that really fluffy kind of snow that looks thick enough to lie as soon as it lands. Thanks to Facebook Memories, I realised that the first proper lying snowfall of last year happened on the same day. January 16th 2015… Continue reading The Snow and the Thaw
Today I made a big list in my precious planner. The section is called simply “Home” and the grid paper contains scribbles of the projects and plans I have for my little one and I’s house. This was the home that my ex-husband and I bought together two months before our wedding. We had never… Continue reading The Attic
All mums and dads face parenting in their own way. There are books, guidelines, channels where we receive advice and various support groups. Perhaps my best support network has been the group of mums I met at antenatal and baby classes. We’ve had a group Facebook chat and group message since Day 1. I distinctly… Continue reading Support
