Miss Havisham has a lot to answer for. Ever since the 1860s-and probably before-the stereotype of an unmarried woman of a certain age has been one of pity, scorn and the assumption of a certain type of jealous bitterness. How this relates to my son having a tantrum may at present be unclear. However, as anyone…
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The Lonely Life of a Blogger
Alone she sits, in her immaculate office, the bright sunlight reflecting off the glossy white surfaces. She is a professional writer, tapping out little snippets of wisdom to share with a waiting world. Her home is her office, and she has become used to switching off all distractions and retreating into her own world, the…
Going to a Blogger Conference?
If there is one picture that sums up my experience with blogging conferences so far, let it be this one. That’s what blogging conferences are for, right? An opportunity to revisit one’s pre-motherhood wardrobe, designer stilts included. After all, there be no baby in the vicinity. If you are looking for tips on attending a blogging…
High Heels: Aren’t We Good Enough As We Are?
I am five feet one inches tall. On a good day. On a day when I am stretching and standing on the tippiest of tippy toes, like we all used to in primary school when trying to prove we were taller than a similarly-sized friend and therefore obviously much more mature, serious and commanding of…
The Return to Work After Maternity Leave
The return to work. The setting of the alarm for the crack of dawn, the reminder of all the tasks you left unfinished before you left, the return of the Sunday night feeling of dread as the credits to Countryfile are rolling and you realise you haven’t even planned what you’re supposed to be doing…
The Up and Down Life of A Working Mother
In the toilets at work there is an unforgiving mirror. It is in this mirror that I see the cold, hard evidence that life is starting to take its toll. I sometimes use it to pull out that evidence-the grey hairs I seem to have suddenly acquired-when no one else is around. Being a working…
Why I Am Happy To Be A Single Mother
What do you think of when you hear the words “single mother”? A harassed, overworked and underpaid divorced woman trying to raise her kids with negligible support from her ex-partner? A young woman barely existing on welfare, shunned by society as a drain on resources? Or a contented and fulfilled professional woman? “I CHOOSE my…
Thomas and Foes: A Shakespearean Tragedy
Scene 1: the Isle of Sodor. Enter three of the Naughty Trucks. Truck 1: “When shall we three meet again. In thunder, lightning, or in rain?” Truck 2: “When the Fat Controller’s done. When the Isle of Sodor again is one.” Truck 3: “To the engine shed! There to meet with Thomas.” Scene 2: Maron…
Five Pertinent Pieces of Advice From My Mother
I love my mother. And not just because she made me roll around laughing for 20 minutes today after claiming that Prince must have died because his body was “too small to fight off infections.”* She has also come out with some brilliant pieces of parenting wisdom. 1.) About breastfeeding: “You’re doing it because you…
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