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Nine
Don’t let people tell you that breastfeeding helps you lose weight. It doesn’t. It gives you an insatiable otherworldly never-satisfied GIVE ME ALL THE BISCUITS hunger. There are people who will tell...
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Surrender to the void
If you have a penis, please scroll on by, because this post is going to contain the word MENSTRUAL. It’s funny how much people can change. The last time I had a period, circa October 2014, I was a...
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He’s one!
My little boy turned one today. ONE! Already! I know! This means three significant things for me. Firstly, I have officially earned my golden (and sadly metaphorical) boobies. That’s a whole year of...
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Five!
Four weeks ago: Ah yeah, I said, I’ll throw her a party at home. Sure it’s just a few kids and some cake. One week ago: HOLY JEHOVAH, THE STRESS, I’M NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN. So we had our first “real”...
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My beating heart (part 1)
Bit of a dramatic title, sorry. This will not be a mushy one. Nothing to do with undying affection for my husband or children. This is about me. And my heart. But we’ll get to that. We went away at the...
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Part 2
Advance warning: this has no ending and I probably won’t be arsed writing part 3. Kind of sorry. Part 1 ended with me walking out of the doctor’s office with a prescription for a month’s worth of...
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Article 1
I haven’t written for ages. And the problem with not writing for ages is that I feel I have to explain my absence and maybe get all deep about it, but the truth is that I’m not entirely sure why the...
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HUGE mistake
I’ve been diligently making sweet potato fries for years. I’d honed my technique. I’d chop them and soak them (to get the starch out), pat them dry, coat them in cornflour (to dry them out), lightly...
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A bit fit
I got a Fitbit. I’m not entirely sure where the idea spawned from – let’s blame social media – but when my 36th birthday rolled around this year and the husband asked what I wanted, I sent him a link...
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Granola Virus
Day 547 of isolation. My hands are so dry that I fear the dirt that got in there from doing the gardening earlier will remain lodged into the crevices of criss-crossed cracks that certainly weren’t...
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