My journal entry on 23 May read: This is hard. That’s all it says. On that particular evening, I only had the energy and emotional capacity to write down those words. It had been a long day and a long week, and I was exhausted. don’t feel this way every day. In fact, I don’t feel this way most days. Motherhood is wonderful, surprising, exciting, rewarding, and all those beautiful things people told you it would be. I’ll even go so far as to say it’s been the best experience of my life. Despite the bliss and the joys, there are days when it just feels so hard! It’s not just the parenting that feels overwhelming, it’s about settling into the new rhythm and flow of my days. For me, that’s what’s hard.
People don’t like change, especially not a wild out-of-our-control change threatening our perfect plans. It leaves us anxious and uncertain but it’s exactly this period of waiting and wondering that calls for bravery.
Is it possible for home to be in two different places at the same time? I think if you ask most people who moved from one country to another, the answer would be 'yes'. Perhaps my struggle to define home isn't that strange considering how life is in constant flux for many young people who are moving to between jobs, cities and countries.
1 April 2019. Today I'm celebrating my 30th birthday! So, I wrote a little something to capture all the valuable life lessons I've learnt during my 20's. Perhaps you can relate...
Do you enjoy talking to strangers when you travel? Do yourself a favour: every once in a while, put away your smartphone/ kindle/ book and take out your earphones, and listen to your fellow travellers' stories.
Someone recently asked me: Would you have made the move if you knew then what you know now? Here are 12 lessons we’ve learnt from our experience over the past two years
In this world, there are two types of people: people who eat to live, and people who live to eat. I have a friend, who we’ll call Mike, whose passion for food has reminded me of my own love affair with good food. Mike is three years old and it’s a privilege to watch him … Continue reading The boy who loves to eat
It was our first Halloween in Ireland and winter arrived early that year. The day was cold and grey and a freezing wind whipped across the fields and between the housing estates. The day should’ve been spent relaxing indoors, especially since we were still recovering from a recent trip, but it wasn’t meant to be. … Continue reading Halloween Panic
Sometimes a heaviness fills the air around my head and settles on my shoulders. Everywhere I look, its more bad news. Struggles, injustice, bad decisions... If I’m not careful, I'll carry this heaviness with me and it will colour the world grey. Thankfully kindness shines through the murkiness of bad news. In my experience, even … Continue reading Lifting the fog
I have a talent for finding things to worry about. Sometimes I surprise myself with my creative flair when I dream up worries. During the very long winter months, I managed to convince myself that I don’t have enough time for everything I want to do in the day. It’s hilarious, really, because at that … Continue reading No time for lonely roads