Finding my rhythm

For the last couple of years the rhythm of my working life has been unpredictable, like an avant garde concerto, veering from intense passages that run so fast it’s almost impossible to keep up with any semblance of melody, to periods of wobbly calm, which remind me of the old metronome I used to have at . . . → Read More: Finding my rhythm

Before my work day even begins…

6.00 Husband’s alarm goes off. Lie there in denial. Wonder how bad my bed hair is (was washed late the night before to save time in the morning and was still damp when I went to bed) and what on earth I’m going to wear today.

6.30 Husband leaves for work.

6.45 Drag myself out of bed. Tiptoe . . . → Read More: Before my work day even begins…

The working mum conundrum

I can’t afford an office job.

While we were on holiday I spent a lot of time thinking about what I want to do with my career. I’m at my happiest in an office. I love the social aspect, I like having to make an effort with my clothes for the day, I like the set hours . . . → Read More: The working mum conundrum

Work/life balance.. the endless quest

Tomorrow Ez and Fonz will spend their first full day at their new nursery. I was a bit anxious about finding somewhere that I could trust after our nursery horror story, but we’ve managed to get them into a local nursery that I’m 100% happy with.

That, however, is not the problem at hand. The problem is . . . → Read More: Work/life balance.. the endless quest

When the trust is gone

Ten things you don’t want to happen on a Tuesday morning (or ever, for that matter)…

1) You drop your children at nursery, and head into the office. An hour and a half later you receive an email from a friend (who doesn’t have your mobile number) to say that their nanny rescued two young children (who . . . → Read More: When the trust is gone