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Self compassion is incredibly important, so why does it still make me cringe a little? I think that’s probably part of the problem, the ingrained pattern or belief that I wasn’t worthy of it. Despite the cringe, it’s one of the things that’s helped me the most. I hope you can try it too. Self compassion is not about avoiding accountability. It’s about acknowledging what’s yours, taking responsibility where it’s needed, and apologising when it feels right, while still allowing

International Women’s Day. I didn’t want to write something negative for today, but I can’t ignore the significant challenges women are still facing. Is it really 2026? A date that once felt in my mind futuristic, it felt full of hope and optimism. I thought 2026 would look so different to how it looks today. I believe it’s important today to acknowledge the struggles of women around the world, as well as celebrating them. Violence, displacement, marginalisation, underfunded

I recently joined a few online groups for neurodivergent women. As someone late diagnosed with ADHD, I was looking for shared experiences, that feeling of “oh, it’s not just me.” Mostly, I read quietly, then I saw a post I couldn’t ignore. A mother asked if anyone else had struggled in the newborn days. She described sensory overload. Feeling overstimulated by everything. Finding the intensity of caring for a newborn completely overwhelming. She struggled with frequent sensor

December’s external expectation feels the same: keep going, keep smiling, keep creating something special. December is a month where we are often expected to be so much. To make magic. To organise, plan, remember, anticipate, and soothe. It’s a busy, intense time in the middle of winter, a season when the rest of the natural world sits still. Animals retreat. Plants rest. Yet here we are, doing more. A huge surge of energy, even while the land is dormant. In older understandi

“Enjoy every minute” is one of my hated phrases that’s said to new parents. It is usually well-meaning, with no harm intended, but it often comes from people who are far enough away from those early days that they have forgotten how incredibly hard it can be to actually enjoy every minute. As a mum of two, I know that the days are long, yet the years are oh so short. Time flies in a whirl of motherhood and the day to day. One moment tiny hands are placed in yours, and the nex