8 Months

Eight months, so far, has been all about ‘singing’ loudly, clapping, rolling around, smooshing food…and a fair bit of fussiness. We are hurtling towards her first year so very quickly, and I feel like I’m forever trying to keep up with her. Just when I think I’ve got a routine down- something changes and I’m back to square one all over again!

…and Breathe

It has been an entire month now in our new home. Our first month, in a house- our house- not quite in the middle of the street, but between two birch trees outside the front gate.

In the East

We have been here, in Walthamstow, for almost two weeks. Moving house is a special kind of stress, but we’re here, we’re in. Our new home is half a maze of cardboard boxes and half…

a chapter comes to an end

Earlier, as my friends and I were chatting in my living room, my friend Luan asked me “Will you be sad leaving this flat?” and I said, ‘No’. Ten years in this flat. I am…