Who am I?

Originally posted on reluctant football mum:
I have just started a new therapy and this was one of the first questions I was asked.  I could tell you who I used to be. I used to be a successful business women, I used to be a good friend, I was a daughter, granddaughter, aunt, godmother,…

The family section in IKEA becomes the funhouse, no longer the ghost train

Lying in bed on a Sunday morning waiting for DH to wake up so thought I’d pen some recent thinking in the Treemendous household. DH has been working every day and away in Scotland since we got the amazing news that we were going through to stage 2. Whilst he has had to temporarily park … More The family section in IKEA becomes the funhouse, no longer the ghost train

Maybe we’re crazy, maybe you’re crazy? stage 1 adoption review

As it turned out, it all hinged on the information day etiquette. The shop bought sandwiches were clocked, as were the number of biscuits consumed and as a result they are unsure whether we will make appropriate choices… Sorry that’s a joke. Our friends will understand this and the dilemma they faced – didn’t even … More Maybe we’re crazy, maybe you’re crazy? stage 1 adoption review

Banister gaps need to be 4 inches not 5 – the home visit

So here I am awake at 2am after an evening of overindulgence at my lovely neighbours. When will I ever learn self control? Might as well fill my time with something productive so here’s the latest. So we had our first home visit. Bit of a non-event really. Our lovely SW asked if we’d tidied … More Banister gaps need to be 4 inches not 5 – the home visit