Category Archives: Mothering

the heart of motherhood

Suffer the little children

I found out today – through the wonders of the facebook newsfeed – that not one but two young men I knew as children got married this Saturday.  They are both several years younger than Sam and although of course … Continue reading

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You have Mail

Just this morning it had crossed my mind that I should send Angela Carless some form of electronic Christmas greeting, so seeing her name on my phone at lunchtime wasn’t as surprising as it might have been. Perhaps she was sending … Continue reading

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Write out!

It’s the last day of November – of course I have to write today!  The calendar is going to change, that new month feeling coming round again – look back, look forward, set my face… #daftwoman. But you know by … Continue reading

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10.10 again

It is 10th October today – a whole 6 days since I’ve found the time to write! Perhaps I was just BE-ing? No, actually I was just trying to DO too much and getting my priorities wrong again – or … Continue reading

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A year ago

I am still using things she left behind – kitchen cleaning materials, hairspray, cheap, pink, nail varnish remover.  The reminders come less often than they used to, but still about once a week her note will catch my eye – … Continue reading

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Auspicious day

If I was waiting for an appropriate day to blog again – which I wasn’t really, but sometimes the date does make me carve out the time to write – today is probably as close as I’m going to get: … Continue reading

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Blotting paper

I am so full.  It seems to be my role to simply, silently absorb the knocks and tensions – take them in to my being, suffocate them in the dark, sit on them until they lie still. Whenever Sam is … Continue reading

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40 months

Saturday, 6am: another morning with an aching head, the tension like a bar of iron across my neck. This night-time ‘clenching’ has obviously become a habit and the battle is on to break it before it becomes ingrained. Bruxism is … Continue reading

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My favourite day

I am completely unashamed to say: I LOVE MY BIRTHDAY! I don’t care about getting older nor do I mind if friends or family forget… it is my very own day and every year I want to make the most of … Continue reading

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Time and space

I just woke up from a dream: I dreamt I missed my mother’s funeral and was utterly distraught.  Martin and my friends were there but somehow I had been distracted and was doing something else. I arrived at the wake … Continue reading

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