My Other Wedding Ring

Maternity leave and seemingly endless hours trapped under a nursing baby have afforded me some time to think about things I haven’t thought about in a while. One of those things is my other wedding ring. That’s not what it probably sounds like. Mike absolutely is the only man mad enough to have married me,

In which I begin to reflect on grace

Last week was the hardest week I’ve had since I’ve been back off maternity leave. The Squid was sick on Sunday and Monday, and in an early display of generosity, he’d passed the bug onto me by Tuesday. We were over the worst of it by Wednesday, but we both spent the week feeling a

Holy Sausages

The blog title might sound like something Robin would have said to Batman in the 1960s, but please bear with me, because I hope it will make sense by the end… I really wish I could remember exactly what he said, because it was so lovely it nearly made me do a little cry, but