5 Happy Things 4.03.18

Sometimes it's the little things that make my day, like fluffy shoes and chicken nuggets. My 5 happy things for this week have been: 1. Due to the snow days I have spent a lot of time with friends as we're all stuck on campus to gather and it's been nice to be so social. … Continue reading 5 Happy Things 4.03.18

Day 13. Colour #MWAH2017

Todays prompt is colour. I think of lots of colours when I think of Emmet.  Pink, white, grey, orange, blue, yellow, green. The colours of hope, of love and grief, of my pain and joy. 

5 happy things 17

Eeeek lots of pretty things and new shoes and a hung parliament. What more could a girl ask for. Well appart from the obvious anyway...

Look up to the Skye and see…

Today I found out that my 'sister in law' (sorta. We'll call her this for simplicities sake) is having a baby girl, and that they plan to name her Skye. When I first learned that my brother and sister in law (on my partners side) were having a baby I was heartbroken, I felt so … Continue reading Look up to the Skye and see…

Piss off I’m just an auntie 

My partners brother (henceforth termed brother in law) and his partner are having a baby. People on my side of the family keep teasing me about knitting baby shoes when we gather to watch tv on a sunday with the whole clan together. 'Ohh are you expecting' 'Look someone's broody' 'It'll be your turn soon' … Continue reading Piss off I’m just an auntie 

Hopeful?

I don't really feel very hopeful at the moment. Actually all I feel is empty and numb and sad. I sometimes feel a bit disassociated with my life. Like there is now way this is happening. Time is not moving on, I can't keep up with it. I feel just a bit 'outside' all the … Continue reading Hopeful?

So my health…

This week my health has been interesting. It's the only real thing that describes it. It hasn't been awful, it could definitely be worse, but my digestive system is having some serious moments. This week has not been it's finest hour. I got a bit over tired with schoolwork and my body threw a hissy … Continue reading So my health…

Dinosaur hat

Morrison's baby section, lovingly placed opposite the self service till which I frequent regularly now interups what used to be a calming and enjoyable lunchtime sabbatical. When I'm getting my lunch it never fails to find new ways of stabbing me in the tender spot where my heart is still trying to stitch itself back … Continue reading Dinosaur hat

The baby isles: Avoiding things after miscarriage.

I am apparently a glutton for self punishment. I didn't used to think I was, but time is proving otherwise.  I found, and still find, that it can be all to easy to fall into unhealthy habbits when you're at your lowest. Picking at the wound so that it doesn't heal is one way of … Continue reading The baby isles: Avoiding things after miscarriage.