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There are frequently moments in my life when I do actually stop, but only to take in the chaos that…

Once upon a time… In her twenties, she thought she was skint. Thought she was tired, thought she was busy.…

The ‘Lockdown Mum’. Not to be confused with the exhausted Mum, the at her wits end Mum or the eat…

I dedicate this one to the Kid and I write in a bid, to offer a reason for my tired…

We’re in it together, or so you would think. So why then do other Mum’s push you over the brink?…

I don’t want to be a ‘No Mum’ or a shake your head “is that so?” Mum. I decided long…