Today is Thanksgiving, probably one of the loveliest holidays there is. It has all the best elements of any celebration - food, family, friends, along with a big high five for all the good things that have come to pass. A day for genuine gratitude without the now-customary commercial highjacking, which is saying a lot … Continue reading Take The Whole ‘Hashtag Blessed’ Thing
I Think
There’s No Point In Waving At It
I wouldn't call myself particularly superstitious. And yet I think nothing of my ongoing salutations to single magpies. I don't do the wave. I have always felt this to be an affront to single people everywhere, reinforcing the ridiculous idea that those not-coupled-up are a bit odd and should be regarded as objects of pity … Continue reading There’s No Point In Waving At It
Eco Anxiety – Like Life Wasn’t Hard Enough
I'm taking 'Mammy Guilt' to new heights. 35,000 feet to be exact. Not satisfied with abandoning my ever-clingy littlies, dumping some extra juggling onto my other half and having my parents drive a round trip up from Cork - all to facilitate one teeny, tiny night away in London - I now have an additional burden … Continue reading Eco Anxiety – Like Life Wasn’t Hard Enough
It’s Exciting But It’s Terrifying
As a young PR exec being all PR-exec-y in Dublin in the early noughties, I attended a meeting in the uber-trendy Digital Hub. The meeting was bringing together the entire marketing team for one of Ireland's largest corporations - we're talking their brand people, advertising people, campaign planning people, digital people, IT people, in-house people … Continue reading It’s Exciting But It’s Terrifying
The Rules And Restrictive Labels All Have To Go
When himself arrived back this morning after a night out and a swim on his drive home (my night was spent brushing up on my sleep-deprivation-torture-resistance training thanks to a teething baby) I jumped at the chance to slink away, flicking my mode to 'off-duty'. Where would I go? What would I do? Bed, head. … Continue reading The Rules And Restrictive Labels All Have To Go
You Get What You Need
You can't always get what you want. It would appear. The kids have turned on me. Like bite-size Judases. Maybe 'turned' is an exaggeration as, when I start to think about it, I don't know they were ever really facing me in the first place. Yes, we stand together pretty much every minute of every … Continue reading You Get What You Need
What Even Is ‘Authenticity’?
It's been on my mind for a while now. To write about the Kardashians. I can feel your judgement, but I choose to ignore it. I love them, you see - I truly do. Their show at any rate. Tuning in to their zany world makes me all kinds of happy. As my sister Linda … Continue reading What Even Is ‘Authenticity’?
Two Things I Know To Be True
Well, I'm in the fog. The almost-six-months-down fog. The post-euphoric-new-born stage and pre-solids-or-routine stage that inevitably hits you. I vaguely remember knowing this crash would come, and yet it's arrival is still a surprise. It makes me bitter and angry in the wee hours when at 3am you're mid-way through gruelling 20-minute cycles of feed, … Continue reading Two Things I Know To Be True
I Am A Veritable Sloth
I love how a New Year brings so much hope. I'm all tucked up in bed when hubby messages me an interesting article. No, he's not away from home or up late watching TV or returning from a night out. He's tucked up also - downstairs. We've gone all Blondie and Dagwood in pursuit of … Continue reading I Am A Veritable Sloth
An Unofficial Official Cry For Help
Even if you're not into resolutions, I think we all like to make promises to ourselves around New Year. It's a time of promise - new starts for all! The time of year that gyms relish, almond milk sales soar and the 2kg kettle bell you bought in Aldi gets pulled out from under the … Continue reading An Unofficial Official Cry For Help
