Forty-five days

I’ve been sober for 45 days, the longest in years. I only nearly buckled once, when Archie had his meltdown at a birthday party. I stood in front of the wine rack and goodness me it was so tempting. I stood with my hands to my head as the bath ran; it could have been … More Forty-five days

A new year

I think I blinked and missed 2017. It certainly didn’t seem like a full year had passed from putting the Christmas decorations away – it only felt like a couple of months and I was hauling them out again. Christmas came down in our house yesterday morning so we could rearrange the lounge-room. Christmas was … More A new year

Before

It’s official, well kinda as I’ve not weighed myself yet, I do that in the mornings. But I know I’m the heaviest I’ve ever been. I weigh more than I did when I was 37 weeks pregnant, I’ve had to buy new trousers and I feel, well, slow? Sad? Sluggish? I’m struggling with my cycle too … More Before

#MeToo

This has been rumbling around in my head for long enough, time to put it on the page. Given the subject matter of harassment and all, trigger warning up front and centre, and language too. I’m just going to type, stream of consciousness to see what falls out… As we approach the festive season, it … More #MeToo