Every year I’m surprised by how quickly the year has gone. And every year I’m surprised at my surprise. Of course the year will fly by with two small humans to keep us busy. It’s par for the course.  We didn’t have many goals for 2017 — 2017 revolved around having a baby. And boy, he’s rather lovely.  But 2018? No new baby, no new distractions. It’s our first full year as a completed family of four; it’s time to refresh our goals and start building towards the future we want. I’m not 100% what that will look like but… View Post

My feelings about Christmas changed on Boxing Day last year. I’ve blogged about it before, but there was just so much stuff. It was partly – cough, mostly – my fault. And I’d had enough. I resolved to change things. And I have. The boys have fewer presents this year, and I’ve only made one of those ohmygod-they-need-more-gifts-to-unwrap panic buy purchases. And then I felt guilty and resolved not to buy anything more. I made a list, I checked it twice… and I’ve stuck to it. It’s divided into different sections; I’ve spread the delivery methods across the festive season… View Post

My mother and I have a recurring conversation every month or so. It’s about home ownership. Or rather, our lack of home ownership. “You really need a third bedroom,” she says, as though reading out a supermarket shopping list rather than adding thousands of pounds to an already unattainable mortgage. “Oh, and a garden. Y’know, for the kids.” I explain that the house she’s described costs around £300k where we live. It’s usually met with silence. It’s not just my mother though — every week I seem to read similar articles. From the smoke and mirrors of avocado toast to… View Post

Just over two years ago I started freelancing. I was on maternity leave with Small Human and statutory maternity pay was crippling our finances. It was a real sink or swim moment; not just a case of tightening our belts. We needed a longer belt. So, time to get a side hustle. Although, at the time I didn’t call it a ‘side hustle’, it was simply a way of affording to do things like buy nappies and eat food. I only did three hours a week, but it was enough to keep us afloat. I won’t lie, it was tough… View Post

There’s something I just love about Halloween. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but the day evokes the same kinds of emotions as Christmas. Halloween always captured my imagination when I was growing up; raiding my mother’s make-up box leftovers, crunching scratchy cheap costumes between my fingers, and the excitement of returning home and opening up a bag of mystery sweets to see what was within. It was never disappointing; it couldn’t be. You dressed up, carved a pumpkin, and ate sweets. Simple. There was a wonderful camaraderie between the neighbours, as you traipsed from house to house… View Post