what was I thinking?

Every now and then, I like to have a flick back through my old blog posts, and revisit the snippets of memories that have slipped from my fingers and found form in the words that fill my corner of the blogosphere. Sometimes I see a version of me who seems almost like another person, so different to me she appears. […]

stage one.

It seemed simple enough. A list was made, and printed. The bags were packed. And then like most plans in this journey called motherhood, fate in the form of sick children intervened. My day went from seeing friends and visiting that blue Swedish behemoth, to sitting on the lounge cuddling a small girl drifting in and out of sleep. Which, […]