Labour, Life, lifestyle, pregnancy

‘They just need to be more intense…’

Welcome back to part two of the wonder that is birthing a human. Firstly I would like to acknowledge the huge amount of time I have left between posting part one of having a baby, and part two. I am absolutely rubbish at finding to time to finish blog posts. I start too many at… Continue reading ‘They just need to be more intense…’

Labour, Life, lifestyle, pregnancy

What’s your birth plan? To have the baby.

Welcome to part one of our 'birth story', as all the cool kids call it. It wasn't meant to be in parts, but so many things happened during labour, that it wasn't until I started writing it all down and realised I was verging on book length before I'd even reached the hospital, I thought… Continue reading What’s your birth plan? To have the baby.

Life, lifestyle

On this Papa’s Day

I have worked on Father's Day for the past seven years. In honesty I've probably worked most Father's Days. (In all honesty I've worked most days, but that's a whole different story. In the last two weeks being off of work, I have seen more friends and family than I have in approximately the last… Continue reading On this Papa’s Day

Life, lifestyle, wedding

The Bride Switch

I have vivid memories of playing ‘brides and bridesmaids’ with other girls at a super young age. The age now that you look back on, and you wonder how on earth at such a young age this had already been pushed on to us. How, without having the proper understanding of a loving relationship (beyond… Continue reading The Bride Switch

Life, lifestyle

Living Life to the Extremes

You're probably thinking, living life to the extremes is a badly written sentence, it's living life to the extreme. However that is not quite my meaning. I am not talking about sky diving, swimming with sharks or some casual white water rafting. Most of these adventures would not end well with my hair. I can… Continue reading Living Life to the Extremes


‘You’re well quirky, init?’

For the people of the world that know me, and know me well enough, know that some people on the outside view me as a little unusual. Or, as the blog is called, quirky. Eurghhh. The word quirky hurts me. It is used to describe me all of the time, and whenever I hear it… Continue reading ‘You’re well quirky, init?’