Another week, another list! Last week, I was asked to list what makes me laugh. This week the project asks me to list my quirks. When I first read this prompt, I thought I knew what quirks were, and my mind went wild with things that I thought were my quirks. It was all a… Continue reading Week 24: My quirks
Its been a while since I've posted. I've just been super busy with life, work and summer socialising. But I'm back!!! While I was away, I randomly came across The 52 Lists Project while reading a blog post. I can't for the life of me remember whose blog it was, but I'm grateful that I… Continue reading Week 23: What makes me laugh
People with Goals succeed because they know where they are going Happy June all! Hope May was good to you. We are already month 6 of 2017. I'm not really sure how to write this post, to stop it from being unnecessarily long. I want to tell you about the month I had as well… Continue reading Monthly Missions: June ’17
The internet is awash with lists of things that you must have in your hospital bag. The list is endless and then at the end, it always says - pack light. PACK LIGHT? Despite reading multiple times to travel light, I had 2 cabin sized cases, one for me and one for baby. Lucky I… Continue reading Hospital bag: 5 things no-one tells you to pack
Follow my blog with Bloglovin Warning: This is a rant and a List - Multitasking at its finest I'd say We Londoners are known to always be in a rush. Even if we have nowhere to go, we seem to be going there at 100 miles per hour. Want to know who rushes more than the… Continue reading Top 5 things that frustrate me on my journey home
Things change. With age, lifestyle, marital status and parenthood. The amount of 'disposable' time I have has changed, so I’m going to cancel my gym membership. This in itself is pretty sad, because when I leave the gym I feel like Beyoncé. Not the one that is currently heavily pregnant with twins, but the one… Continue reading Things Change: Cancelling my gym membership
52 weeks of not going in to work is over. 52 weeks of not having to sprint for the 7.37am train is over. 52 weeks of spending my every waking moment with my little prince is over. 52 weeks of tending to his every need on demand is actually over. Maternity leave is done. On… Continue reading Its over.