Behind The Child

So here's the thing. Something odd has happened in an internetty group, and posts from several years ago have apparently become curren...

Just for today, I am not OK Autumn's beauty empty to me; The sun, aching bright, so cold. All around me lost and lonely Lea...

We spend quite a bit of time together, Mog and I, usually when she is unwell and the Little Princess is in school. It's nice, ...

We've lived here for a while now. Nine years, almost to the day. This has been The Little Princess' address ever since she moved in ...

Tonight, I am, once again, a STANK. I am stanky for opting for evening routines and bedtimes instead of unlimited Cbeebies, and Stanky for b...

WARNING: This is NOT a post for the weak-stomached. Non-carers may wish to back away now. So, Sunday morning, there I was all dressed up for...

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-- It gives a lovely light! Happy Birthday, Gol...

Are you a carer? Something not quite right about the place where you work? Missing equipment, water too hot, lacking training? Don't sit...

The only thing better than swinging in a hammock tied to a tree by a river Is swinging in a hammock tied to a tree by a river with your sist...

Playscheme today for both girls. An empty house - bliss. Playscheme happens in Mog's school, which was also Goldy's school for a whi...

The good news is, Mog's CT scan was today. The bad news is, the hospital forgot to tell us. More bad news; the van failed its MOT yester...

Sadly Friday night was not repeated. I thought I'd had three hours straight Saturday night but but it was 2 hours plus an automatic loss...

It's not about the sentence, it's not, really, about who is to blame. It's about raising awareness of what should be a self-evid...

Today would have been my Goldie's twenty-first birthday. I don't have to wonder how we'd have celebrated; I know there would hav...

We buried my Goldie two years ago today. The collage I made for her funeral is still hanging on its temporary nail in our hallway; I should ...

Out today, and a child (not mine) was burnt. Scalded with hot coffee. Instinct takes over; clear a path to the nearest cold water and toss h...

Two years ago this week my Goldie moved out of our house and into her own, the first young adult to move into what would become a shared Sup...

Nine years ago today, Goldie moved out of her respite home and into our family. At eleven, she was just about small enough that I could carr...

Little Fish moved in with us forever in January/February 2007. Back in September 2006, she visited with us for a fortnight whilst her regula...

It's hard work, this cleaning stuff. Not just physically hard, but emotionally draining. Every pile of clutter contains something to rem...