But Sometimes …

I really don’t want to write this post, but I have to be honest with myself – and with you. I wanted my last post to be the end of the series I’ve entitled My Story – the sunny, beautiful, happily-ever-after. And honestly, I’ve been feeling that way – positive, grateful, content and so, so happy – for almost a year. But these past few days … . Continue reading

Sick and Tired

I suffered from post-natal depression after my second baby and it was the lowest point – and almost the end – of my life. What I didn’t realise at the time – what I only realised recently, in fact – was that the slow slide into depression began even before my pregnancy. Continue reading

Living to Work

My husband and I always said we wouldn’t be like those people who work their fingers to the bone in a job they can’t stand for money. We thought a big car and expensive holidays wouldn’t be worth it (for us) if we were just living for the weekend. Continue reading