• Family

    One Little Woodland Walk

    That’s just great. Milk spurting everywhere. Rain dripping down my face. It has to rain just as soon as I put him to my breast. Great. Now Noah is screeching at the top of his tiny lungs. How does he even make that much noise? Oh, great. Humans coming. My right boob is hanging out. For all the world to see! There’s a deep voice, definitely a man. Quick. Hide the breast. ‘Shhh, Noah, shh, come on.’ I sniff. Of course, because it’s hay fever season, my nose is also running like Niagara Falls. Jolly walks. Why did I think we could go for one little woodland walk on a…

  • Family,  Romance

    His Smile

    The kids were driving me mad. Fighting. Yelling. Throwing. The potatoes boiled in the pan. Steam rose in my face. Another scream. My rage grew. ‘Will you…’ And then in he walked. A swagger really. A smile that quelled my rage. The dishes had piled up as high as the Mega Bloks towers in the lounge. The flat was stuffy, musty. It looked like I hadn’t done anything all day. But the look on his face said otherwise. He made my insides dance. Like each organ was doing their own jig. Warmth spread through me like butter melting on a hot day. He cradled the kids. He enveloped me in…