1,825
There are 1,825 days in five calendar years. Did you know that? Does that seem like a lot of time to you? Or like less than you had imagined? Have you achieved all you wanted in the last five years? Do you wish you had achieved more, or spent more time doing something that sets your soul alight? Are you happy? In the last 1,825 days I have gone from having one child to two. From being single to married. From healthy to sick. Life changed for us on a sixpence. The day my beautiful sunshine Isla was born, so to came the news that something was there that shouldn’t…
The Bionic Woman!
God, it has been a shockingly long time since I have done a full blog post, but Tom and I just finished watching Home Before Dark on AppleTV, that features the story of a nine year old journalist and it made me remember why I started writing my blog in the first place so I decided to get back to it! I have plans to begin a YouTube channel where I will make some short educational videos about different gynaecological cancers as well as share my story and maybe some vlog type videos too. But before I update on how we all are, I want to take a moment to…
An Ode To a Bubbalum
And now for something completely different! I’m not usually a poet, but, the other night my tiniest girl was having trouble sleeping, and it just sort of popped into my head. Who knows where it came from, but didn’t Percey Shelley do some of his best writing on opiates or something? I’ll not be the poet laureate anytime soon, but I thought it was rather fun and that I’d share x
A Little Baby Post: Bamboo Bamboo
Hello all! I expect if you’re here you’re either a mum of a little, or looking for a gift for a mum with a baby, or maybe you’re just a really devoted blog reader (all of the above just makes you lovely). But this post is about the baby stick-down table wear brand called Bamboo Bamboo. Wildly raved about on the BLW (that’s baby led weaning) pages and groups as great stick down plates and bowls made from, you guessed it, bamboo!
Pumpkin Carving & Half Term Round Up
I’m a tad behind on my posts for the blog because, well… cancer. But I’m here, catching up! During half term, I took my gorgeous biggest little pumpkin carving at a local farm park with some buddies. When we arrived we walked up to the pumpkin patch where each of them picked their own pumpkins to carve.
Lucy the Dolly with a Stoma
During the week I had a visit from my friend Sam, she handed me a little gift bag with two little rag dolls in for my girls. Absolutely gorgeous little dolls with one fabulous feature: they both have little stoma bags. Just like me. I couldn’t stop smiling.
A Mini Kids Clothing Haul
This little post was just meant to be a little haul of some bits from John Lewis that my two lucky ducks got due to some birthday vouchers from their wonderful Great Uncle and a couple of added extras that their lovely Nana (my gorgeous mum) added on for them. Then, in the post arrived some belated (but, ever so appreciated) birthday gifts for my Biggest from a very wonderful family friend (Thank you Joy!) who had gotten her some really lovely bits in Debenham’s that I thought to myself “oh, i have GOT to stick those in that post”. Sorry about the lack of pic’s of the littlest modelling…
Face Painting Fun
Chemo good weeks are for spending doing the sort of things I can’t do when I’m in the depths of it. They are treasured time, and during my last good week my gorgeous and I decided to try our hand at face painting. How hard can it be I thought? Well, the set of paints from Snazaroo (courtesy of Amazon Prime) were a bit dry and hard to work with, but we had so much fun! I reckon the results were pretty good (well, for O anyway!) I managed to turn my girl into a beautiful fairy with lots of magical powers and she turned me into a cat… kind…
Motherhood & Cervical Cancer
I am pretty sure I never intended this blog to become what it’s going to be, but fuck it. That tends to be my general view these days. If having the big “CC” has taught me anything, it’s that life is too damned short for wasting it wondering if you should or shouldn’t do something. I am doing a lot more things these days than I would have before. But the hardest thing about living with this hideous disease is how hard it has made being a mum.
My Partner in Parenthood
He doesn’t get enough credit, truth be told. The man that has been propping me up since my pregnancy with our second baby begun.
