lucky

Herstory.

I’ve always shied away from the term ‘mummy blogger’.  But, as I’ve touched on before, this is entirely my problem, my bad. Probably.  Well, those patronising shits who dreamt up the phrase too, it’s their fault also. There is nothing wrong with being an out and out ‘mummy blogger’, not at all.  The problem is…

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manswoman1

A man’s woman’s woman’s man.

This isn’t even an opinion piece,  it’s an experience piece.  Nothing but my own experience (real or imagined) and a bunch of shit that went on at some point in the distant past. I was recently engaged in a topical dialogue about how  the women in some action movies who are supposedly trained and competent…

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movement4

If this girl can…

I’ve been putting off writing this for literally weeks.  I’ve had some fear around it – fear of being accused of concern-trolling, fear of coming across as somehow advocating (or even just conceding to the culture of) body-shaming (I’m not sure how, actually, but I’m a worrier), or even just seeming self-righteous and privileged and…

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denmark5

Blogging the beyond.

There’s been some yelling lately, and  I don’t feel like the model attachment parent that I feel having a blog about attachment parenting insinuates I am.  Be not fooled by my confident-sounding blog banter:  I am just an insecure parent, trying to trudge through the day. I’ve far from nailed it.  I get stressed, I yell,…

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