Thoughts from the anxious mind of a wife, mother and one-time career girl
It’s that dreaded time of year when the media is full of ‘new year, new you’ messaging, your social media is awash with Dry January and Veganuary and you can’t escape the ‘what are your resolutions?’ questioning. I can feel myself, totally subconsciously, dialing up the self-hatred to a hundred. It’s what these messages are... Continue Reading →
* Disclaimer: I was gifted products for review, but all opinions are my own. I had a number of submissions for this piece and I handpicked the best and most suitable products to genuinely help children's mental health. All products have been trialled by my own family. Week 10 of lockdown: whilst some businesses are... Continue Reading →
A new YouGov survey for international children’s charity World Vision shines a light on how the nations children are already struggling I’ve been trying to avoid too much discussion around the dreaded C word here on My Anxious Life, but unfortunately it’s time to face facts – Covid19 isn’t going anywhere soon and, even when... Continue Reading →
GIFTED | I love doing activities and having adventures with my sons and I’m always looking for new things to do with them, particularly things that don’t involve any kind of monstrous soft play or church hall situations…! So I was thrilled when, a few weeks ago (before the drama threw me off kilter!), we... Continue Reading →
And just like that, we’re home from our summer holiday. Since I’m part happily satisfied, part bitterly grumpy that a weeks’ worth of fun has disappeared faster than wine down my throat, I thought I’d try something a little different to normal and relive the fun with a holiday round-up blog post. I know you’ll... Continue Reading →
It was my youngest son's second birthday this week. We had a lovely day (despite the rain), with presents, balloons, grandparents and the constant crazed screeching of party blowers. I don't know if it's the excitement and subsequent comedown, the volume of cake and wine consumed, or the reminder of passing time, but I always... Continue Reading →
As an over-thinker, expectation vs reality can be a huge source of stress and anxiety for me. Back in the day, it would be the expectation of going out, looking fabulous of course, and having an elegant and sophisticated evening with the ultimate goal of finding a husband. Vs the reality, which was me blind... Continue Reading →
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