Time feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers

Time is passing too quickly. It feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers and fell on the floor while I tried to make an omelette. It happened so fast and somehow small pieces of shell still made it into the whisking bowl. It’s hard to get a grip on time.  There’s been … More Time feels like the egg white that slipped through my fingers

The anxious world of motherhood: Five ways I (almost) wipe out my worst-case scenario worries

“Prend the little road, mummy, pas the other one,” said back-seat-boy Super PG this morning, urging me to take the road that curls around the playground and descends into the chaos of the school gates. I habitually used to take a different route into the mouth of the morning madness, but now, mainly because it … More The anxious world of motherhood: Five ways I (almost) wipe out my worst-case scenario worries