Am I taking the wrong approach to disagreement? Let’s face it, even the word itself has negative connotations. Awkward, argumentative, feisty, disagreeable, obtuse. We discourage our children from disagreeing. Don’t answer back, do as you’re told. Don’t argue with me. And yet, I want my children to disagree. In fact, I believe it is one of…
My eldest daughter is a little whirlwind of energy. The confident, adventurous trailblazer that all firstborns are. But does it come at a price? Because at every activity, day out, sports event and party there is a little figure two steps behind her, trying to keep up. The trouble with being the second child The…
I’ve thought long and hard about writing this post because I don’t want to persuade people to get a dog. It is a massive commitment for the length of that dog’s life. I also don’t condone buying dogs with so many being put to sleep every day simply because nobody wanted them. But my rescue dogs…
I’ve never written my birth stories on my blog, although I have mentioned them in passing. The truth is, neither birth went the way I wanted it to. I’d heard from friends before I had the girls that giving birth was empowering. It wasn’t for me. I was induced with both babies. My first birth…
The past few weeks have been a hideous time for Britain. Terrorists have attacked two of our cities. They have killed, injured and frightened us. And now it seems that they are dividing us. This is the time to stick together. There should be only two sides. The people who did this, and the rest of…
A few weeks ago, I wrote about how I want my daughters to know that they are enough. Which got me thinking. The girls are so young at the moment that they wouldn’t understand the sentiment of my post even if I read it to them. Realistically it will be a good few years before they…