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Son. 

I stare at you across the table. When did I stop being excited by how much you're growing? When did your milestones become more expected than exciting? Why is parenting so hard? You have been through so much, this year. I see it on you, and I feel the pain with you. It is a… Continue reading Son. 

anxiety, depression, expat, mental health, mental illness, parenting, postnatal, postnataldepression, recovery

Small Hours.

The only ones awake at 3am, are the loved.. And the lonely. Love. The bursts of excitement and intrigue that being newly in love brings are incomparable to anything else that I have ever experienced. The enthralment, the jittery thrill of waiting for a reply, of arranging when to next meet. The sighs of contentment,… Continue reading Small Hours.