Written by Annie…

Moving house in lock down for the second time inside a year. And I must say- moving really triggers me. Renting really triggers me. It gives me anxiety and PTSD symptoms and I hate it.Plus the sudden intro of restrictions and every other thing this year has brought-...

Such a day of big feelings as my littlest person turned one.A crazy year. But one in which she grew beautifully. Strong and clever and affectionate.Such a feeling of pride, elation, sadness, nostalgia and unbridled joy. Knowing my little baby is gone. But is replaced...

There’s a tiny person turning 1 in the morning. In lockdown. One year ago I was wandering around our old place in labour. I’d bought a bunny snuggly that day since the shops had JUST reopened. My husband was setting up the birth pool. Bubba was on the way, and so were...

Lockdown this time is weird. Still feels awkward and I’m still a grumpy bitch (my poor children) and I’m still ready to not be at home all the time anymore. But it also feels familiar and the trauma response has been more diluted by that fact somehow. The hope that...

Over the weekend, two of my children destroyed my car with vomit over the course of a four hour round trip. We missed a very important birthday party, I missed a long awaited/ much needed women’s circle. It was just dreadful altogether. In terms of the vomit horror...

My kids started asking questions about sex, death, illness, bodies, relationships and god waaaay earlier than I perhaps imagined. And I was surprised at how giggly and awkward and tongue tied I became at some of these topics. I was surprised at how much my script on...