Mum guilt is a bitch. It’s probably the hardest thing I’ve had to deal with since being a mum. The sleepless nights, the coughs and colds that come with childcare, the toddler breakdowns – all a breeze compared to mum guilt.
You know that feeling of contentment after a long, hard day when you fall into bed freshly bathed and knowing that you have nothing to do but rest for the next eight hours? That’s what it feels like when you finally realise you’re going to be okay on your own.
To be honest, becoming a single mother isn’t that much different to when I wasn’t. Looking after Bella alone is something I would generally do even before we separated.
Every year I speak to my friends and every year I am surprised by how controversial New Year resolutions seem to be. Many argue that it sets you up for failure, but I feel that by writing down my goals, it gives me direction for the year to come. Continue reading
I will admit to feeling slightly relieved when I saw Instagram flooded with anti-2016 posts. Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing really to complain about but I feel like 2016 could have been a bit more impressive. So while I’m thinking of my New Year Resolutions for 2017 (yes, I’m a little bit behind), I thought I’d reflect on the year that was and think about the lessons it taught me. Continue reading