The best-laid schemes o' mice an men


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Anxiety and Depression

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything here. My brain has been playing catch up to my life for the past six months, and the tension that’s created has meant sitting down and forming a cohesive blog post that I actually believe in is difficult. There’s about five draft posts waiting to be published, covering friendships, three year old tantrums and clingy 18month olds, but I started then couldn’t face making them public. Continue reading


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Who am I?

I’ve been having some what of an identity crisis lately. It’s been three years in the making. You see I’m an artist, I need to create, to put charcoal to paper or paint to canvas. I need to create music on my guitar and play undisturbed until my tank has been filled. But when I pursue these things they overwhelm me to the exclusion of all else…and that used to be a wonderful thing. I could lose myself for hours and come out the other end satisfied and brimming with energy to take on daily life. I have two children now, suddenly time for myself has become like a fleeting interval to the great musical that is motherhood. Continue reading


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Earrings. Handbag. Scarf. Child. Check.

We are a materialistic, consumerist culture. I’ve noted these traits in myself, I fight it at every turn, and sometimes I forget. I scour Pinterest or watch Reno Rumble coveting every glamorous or trendy thing I see. I look around my home and see what could be but isn’t. I look in the mirror and imagine having the money to visit the hairdresser every six weeks, how much better I would feel if we just had the money to do it all.

It gets worse. Continue reading