This little poem is for every parent who feels they can never get things ‘just right.’ There might be a reason for that…
A reminder to myself to slow it down on the dark, grey, foggy days and capture those memories in full colour rather than blurred motion.
Isn’t it sad that by the time we are adults, many of us are better at dwelling on our imperfections than our potential?
What’s your stress animal? And how can you tame it during this time of lockdown?
The women I see all around me are all kinds of brave. All kinds of strong. All kinds of courageous.
while lockdown has hemmed us in, in many ways it has paradoxically also offered us space. Read on to find out how.
‘I simply cannot be enthusiastic teacher, patient parent, happy housecleaner, caring counsellor, faithful friend, fitness fanatic, bonafide baker and insta-influencer ALL IN ONE DAY.’
What advice would you give your younger self today? It might just change the way you think about your life.