Monthly Archives: August 2014

So it’s a month on, pretty much, since I miscarried. Been a bit of a tumultous one, both emotionally and physically, but i think I’m slowly beginning to feel like I’m on a bit more of an even keel. The … Continue reading →

I’ve never met you, but I suspect we probably wouldn’t agree on much. And you know what? Most of the time, I’m ok with that. Strange as this might sound coming from a (sort of) Evangelical Christian, I respect your … Continue reading →

Classic wisdom from Isaac… 1. If you close your eyes and wish hard enough, you really can find Narnia. Under our dining room table. 2. Boys like to write with both hands. 3. I am Isaac’s favourite wriggle monster. 4. … Continue reading →

So thanks to everyone who read and commented on my post about the Guide uniform. It’s been lovely to hear your encoragement and to hear that so many people share my experiences. Shout out to the Sisterhood – you guys … Continue reading →

I’ve spent a good few days wondering about whether I had the courage to blog about this. I’ve finally decided to take a deep breath and go for it. Here goes…! Vicky Beeching. Christian music star. Theologian, commentator. A passionate … Continue reading →

One of these days, I’m going to stop reading the Daily Mail. Today’s article of rage was the one that suggested that Guides were leaving us in droves because of our “disgusting” new uniform. A new uniform for the guide … Continue reading →

I woke up this morning like many others – got out of bed, grabbed a drink, put the news on.  And then, like many others, I sat staring at the screen as I heard the news that Robin WIlliams was … Continue reading →

So, my day was a beast. It started off with my visit to the hospital for a second scan. At this particular hospital, the staff in the EPAU are second to none. Seriously, they’re beyond amazing. However, walking past the … Continue reading →

I have a second scan tomorrow. The timing of this is All Wrong. Right now, I should be nearly 12 weeks pregnant. Let’s just say that this is NOT what I wanted to be having a scan for. I don’t … Continue reading →

There are many things that anger me. Few, however, get me into the rage I am currently in. I have a friend, H. She’s a good friend. A good person. A genuinely lovely human being. And she attempted to overdose … Continue reading →