Generally speaking, the worst of the sleep deprivation is behind us now. That said, neither Toby or Martha sleeps through every night, and if one does you can get your bottom dollar the other won’t. After a bit of a bad spell, I thought I was doing relatively well, until these 5 signs told me I’m more exhausted than I’d realised!
If they made a movie of my life and career – which they wouldn’t because that’d mean I’d become ‘known’ – it would be called Eternal Wallflower With a Chaotic Mind. Okay, so I *may* have been ‘inspired’ by a certain film when I thought up this title – but it popped into my mind when Phil said something to me this evening about whether an Instagram of mine would go viral.
I know, I’m meant to celebrate how amazing my body is, and that it carried and birthed two babies, and it breastfed them (and continues to feed Martha), and it’s basically the best thing ever. I feel that way, I really do. I love what my body has done and I feel every single positive thing about it in that respect, but the same cannot be said for how it looks.
Yesterday, Phil and I saw Sir Elton John perform at Peterborough’s ABAX stadium. What we experienced, what we saw and heard and felt, was greatly needed and transcended mere notes on a piano.
In the wake of another horrific attack here in the U.K., social media is once again awash with a mixture of messages of love and solidarity, punctuated by hate. Terrorism serves to invoke fear, terror; Its acts are carried out by extremists who believe in an ideology that tells them anyone who thinks differently is wrong. Let’s not adopt the same mentality.