The Silent Army

The Silent Army My footsteps echo around meThere is birdsong in my earsA plugged-in jogger passesThe wind brings salty tearsMy heart stops at a carhornBut she slumbers onA dog walker slows to greet meFinger on lips, I move...
Mum World

Mum World

Despite the fact that you are now pretty much ready to pop, that there are little elbows and knees tickling (make that breaking) your ribs, and you’ve even got a pile of nappies ready to be filled, you might be wondering how you’re ever going to be a Mum. With...
In It Together

In It Together

We exist in a society where women are often presented in extreme contrasts – the Madonna vs whore, high-heeled boardroom dragon vs bedraggled hippy mum, pumped up Jordan vs minimalist Posh. As you begin to get your head around your changing shape, suddenly you are...