Category Archives: Relationships

Domestic Bliss & Bloodshed

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Two weeks ago, G had an operation on his back. He slipped a disc last March and finally the date arrived to get it sorted. This of course is wonderful, but it does mean that he a) cannot drive for 6 weeks, b) cannot work for 6- possibly 8 because he’s a chef and his work is very physical- weeks, and c) because of a & b, he’s living with me while he’s off. This is a huge adjustment for us. G works five days a week, leaving at 9am and usually arriving home around midnight as the restaurant is a 45 minute drive from my house. So although I’m now in … Continue reading →

Wine

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Most of you know, I’m rather partial to a glass of wine of an evening. I make so secret of this. I didn’t drink for about 18 months while I was pregnant and while Chops was breastfeeding, but after she started only wanting a feed last thing at night I saw no harm in having an occasional glass- probably once a week if that. Now I’m the first to admit, the frequency of this habit has increased since then. I reckon (being totally honest) that I have a glass of wine four or five nights a week. Once or twice a week that will be two glasses. And I’ll admit, that there … Continue reading →

My Best Friend

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Last night I was talking to my best friend and I realised something. It came after a fairly serious conversation. We’d been talking about the operation he needs on his back, how it’ll mean he can’t drive for 4 weeks, how his pay is going to be effected as he’ll need to take some time off. What we’ll do while he can’t drive (I can’t drive full stop and his house is really far away & nowhere near a train station) Our future, when we want to move in together, have another baby.That stuff. We talked as we do, about Chops and his relationship with her. We’ve talked about the … Continue reading →

Regrets

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Tonight has been one of those evenings where my mind has been haunted by memories of my past relationships. This happens to me quite a lot. Not so much about Chops’ Dad, that comes in fits and bursts throughout the day, I am attacked by those memories several times daily still but I am getting better at pushing them aside. Tonight I’ve been thinking about D. We were together less than a year, we had two break ups in that year. I feel over him now but it haunts my mind when I think about that relationship. I didn’t think that after everything that happened with Chops’ Dad that I … Continue reading →

Trust

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Trust. A loaded gun in the English language if ever there was one. Sure, we know what it means. But what it means to me and what it means to you or our partners, or either of our best friends could be two, or three, or four dozen very different things. I’ll give you an example. My best friend got married this year, she has been with her husband for about four years. About a month before the wedding, she was in the car with him (he was driving) and their daughter and he asked her to send a text to his brother letting him know they were on the … Continue reading →

Four

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Babies. I’m obsessed with them at the moment. I’ve met the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, he feels the same about me. And so… “Procreate, procreate, procreate!” screams my uterus. I have never experienced ‘being broody’ before. Chops was born out of a very different relationship under very different circumstances. I was only 23 then not very young granted, but younger than I saw myself when I looked into the crystal ball of my future. I’m almost 27 now and my little girl is two and a half. Not a massive different in numbers but a complete transformation in all other manners. Although I’m also … Continue reading →

Image

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Before I start. I’m sorry. Sometimes, I look in the mirror and I hate what I see. Not in a pouty, girl posing and saying it for attention way. Really. Before I get my hair sorted and I layer on my make up, when my hair is all matted and frizzy and generally awful and I’ve got pores you could fall into, huge bags under my eyes, and I’m all pasty and grey looking, when I look at myself- my actual self, not the self I spend making myself look like before I go out, it makes me feel horrible. Over the summer, I lost 10lbs and felt great. But … Continue reading →

Nope, no extra crazy here today thank you!

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So, today has been an official pyjama day in the house of myself & Chops. I have done no housework, no proper stuff, not even got dressed- either of us! We have just chilled out in our pyjamas and do you know what, it was exactly what we needed. We haven’t had any days where we just do nothing together without anyone or anything else interrupting us in ages and sometimes it good to just be together without any extras. And then along comes an ex boyfriend and pisses all over my chips. Here’s the story. When I was 21, I spent half of my 2nd year at uni living in Wagga … Continue reading →

Houdini

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In the period of time between my last relationship & G coming into my life, I ventured out into the terrifying world of dating. Not just dating either. Online dating. Having worked out ok for me once (that’s how I’d met my ex), I had faith in the experiment which it turned out was not quite as sceptical as it could/should have been. I went into the whole thing too quickly to be honest, my heart and ego were still badly bruised from how it had all ended with D and I was in a “I’ll show him!” frame of mind. Believing, tragically and naively that finding someone who wanted me, in whatever respect, would make … Continue reading →