V is for Village

I grew up around lots of grandparents, aunties, cousins and neighbours. Literally, all of those relatives were also my neighbours. I come from a small town, a village you might even say. There were always someone there. I’m not saying that my mother didn’t sense the loneliness of motherhood as she became a mother at … Continue reading V is for Village


When I first told my husband I was considering starting a degree, was during a moment of total and utter frustration with my situation as a mother of two, soon to hand in my resignation because of the astronomical cost of childcare. A job that had been good to me and allowed me to come … Continue reading WHAT STUDYING HAS TAUGHT ME