This is the home of my weekly ramblings - the honest, funny, and sometimes chaotic blogs about parenting, autism, ADHD, midlife wobbles, and emotional burnout.
Yes, if life feels messy, you’ll feel right at home here.

There’s something about this time of year that makes even the calmest of humans slightly unhinged. One minute we're gearing up for fireworks and leftover pumpkin pie... The the next, it’s tinsel explosions, Mariah Carey, and full-blown panic over whether the kids’ stockings look 'balanced'. And just like that, the Great Shopping Countdown is upon us! (Pic of Santa on our Ring doorbell from Christmas 2024 for extra festiveness.) This year though, I’m feeling quietly smug, b

I’ve never really fitted in. Not at school, not in my family, and definitely not in any tidy little box the world tried to shove me into. I was always too quiet, too emotional, too difficult, too something . And for a long time, I thought that was a flaw. But in truth, every scar, every scribble, and every slightly bad decision I’ve made along the way has shaped me far more than fitting in ever could. Going back 20, 30 years, I wanted nothing more than to blend, to smooth ou

At just turned 16, I was picked up by a local modelling agency. Showered in compliments, treated like I was 'someone' ... Which felt...

I saw an article a few weeks ago, I can’t remember where, but it was jumping on the unschooling bandwagon. Inciting more hate towards...

You manage work, kids, friends, the lot… But when the dust settles, guess who’s gone missing? Yep - you. I know this because I’ve been...

Why is ' No' the hardest word in the English language to say out loud? (Well, apart from 'moist' maybe.) We twist ourselves into...

Whilst I’m not in the business of jumping on trends or news bandwagons, it was hard to miss last week’s uproar over the alleged trans...

Last week, I wrote about how lonely adulthood can feel. I didn't write it with any great expectations - it was just up there, doing...

Last week, something unexpected happened. Not the kind of unexpected that involves my teenager planting 5 mugs, 2 glasses and a teaspoon...

The husband returned home last week from a rather 'heated' destination, shall we say, both in terms of temperature and current global...

There are plenty of things I expected to lose as I got older. My thick, dark hair? Yep, I saw that one coming. It’s been slowly...

So , it was my birthday a few days ago. And being totally honest, 42 crept up on me like a small child in the dead of the night. If...

Rejection  has always felt personal to me. Not so much as a writer, but as a daughter, a granddaughter, a friend etc. And as someone who’s spent most of her life trying not to take up too much space, it stings deeper than a wasp’s nest in your head. Growing up in the 80s, in what you might generously call a 'blended' family, or more accurately, a badly stitched together patchwork of dysfunction, the air was thick with those oh-so-trendy 'toxic vibes.' Yes, I know it’s a buz