Have you, as a parent, ever sat down and thought “is this it?” Have you ever sat in despair wondering if it would ever get better? It’s heart breaking and it hurts but it is nowhere near as painful as hearing your child say those words to you. It has...
Anyone who is in a relationship will understand what I mean when I say men who do things “for us”. I am not talking about the men who buy us presents, or whisk us away on weekend breaks (I have heard rumours that these men do exist). Nor the men...
There are times in this journey when I worry that all I am doing is “just coping”. I feel as if just coping is not good enough and I should be doing better. Often, I am angry about the lack of support available but sometimes I am angry at myself....
Don’t you just love them? The parents who use this phrase as a “get out of jail free” option. My child assaulted your child? – oh, kids will be kids. My child told you to “**** off/go **** yourself”? – oh kids will be kids My child jumped on your...
When you find out you’re pregnant, you wonder what sort of parent you will be. When your child arrives, you wonder what sort of character they will be. As they grow, you wonder if you are getting this parenting job right. Is your parenting helping your child to be confident...
Almost ten years ago, I gave birth to my first child. For the first 6 months, we had the usual anxieties that new parents have with no warning of what was to come. Then the world of SEN arrived. Within two years, we had three children and had to learn...
As Christmas disappears, the New Year beckons and most of us will be thinking about the goals we wish to achieve next year. Like many of us, I am going with the old favourite – lose weight/get fit. So what can I do differently this year because, let’s be honest,...
How often have you gone to bed and thought “oh I didn’t manage to get X, Y and Z done”? How often have you made yourself feel bad about the things that you have not managed to achieve? Why do we do it? Why are we so hard on ourselves?...
As any Mum will know (and this counts if you call yourself Mum, Mom, Mummy, Mother or any other variation), you are just not allowed to be ill. The thought of lying in bed with a thermometer is a little secret dream we have. Why can’t mums be ill? If...
Parenting, marriage, special needs, getting fit, healthy eating, journalling, productivity (with a side dish of procrastination) and mindfulness.
Come along and join me as I navigate the Chaos in Kent!
Debs xx
