“I decided to go freelance so that I could be with my family more, not so they could watch me stare at a fucking laptop all day Adam! I feel like I’ve really cocked up”. Pretty much a weekly phrase…
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I have often talked over the years about how parenting surprises me, how it is never really what you expect or what you thought it would be when you were a sour teen judging your own parents. Now, more than…
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To say I never saw my future as one involved in blogging is a bit of an understatement. When I thought of blogging when I was younger, my thoughts would travel to the Zoella types – young, female, pretty and…
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It’s tough being a woman, your automatically entered into what feels like some kind of shit lottery when you have a vagina – not the fun kind that you would win if you played the Lottoland EuroMillions either!. Every day…
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Flexible working hours. Rarely does a phrase invoke the same reaction as this does in most parents, it’s often enough to send us into a frenzy, fan girling over the proposed hours like a teenage girl at a Bieber concert.…
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