My two best friends are having a baby and I couldn't be more happy for them. I even cried when I saw the first signs of a bump. They are girls and we are boys but we are so similar, maybe that's why we get on so well.
The impact of words must never be underestimated. A mother's job is to love their child no matter what and show them unconditional love. This is why I will always put my son first. All it takes is one small world to plant a seed, and that turns into something deep rooted and ugly.
Inspired by Jamie's attempts at "unpacking" breastfeeding data and launching a much needed campaign to support women all around the world in the correct use of their mammary glands, a group of hard nosed Breastfeeding Militants have come together to form the "Breastfeeding Boobs Squad" (BBS).
That's one person in a sea of thousands of promoters. And of course, it was for 'Mummy's gone a bit parental' a one-Mum-stand-up show. (Coincidently I went, she was great, funny and very tolerant of heckling from the youngest person in her audience - sorry about that)
Looking back I realised that if I hadn't joined the challenge and stood there at that point in time, I might never have addressed all of the built-up pain and emotion that was eating away inside me. It gave me the safe space I needed to open up and really start healing.
Can you imagine when my parents found out I had Spinal Muscular Atrophy? Especially after hearing the bollocks that the doctors (and the media) say about the condition. Forget about me never playing football, I'd apparently be lucky to do anything. My parents must have been distraught!
Every day is different, brings with it new challenges, as well as happy memories and laughter. Each child is very different, with their own little personalities. It's funny to see bits of myself and my husband in each of them.
Everything changes when you have children. You enter a whole new world with a whole new vocabulary. Baby-wearing, perineal massage, Bugaboo - yours is a new language. But parenthood also twists the words in your very mouth too.
It started innocuously enough. After an abs session at the gym, I happened to fall into conversation with the new fitness coach, Tom. He asked me about my exercise routine and goals, I said I wanted to drink wine and eat chocolate guilt-free.
A recent study by Robert Half UK, revealed that nearly a third of UK HR directors cite 'inability to balance personal and professional commitments' as the primary reason for employee burnout. Could the new UK government legislation offering flexible working rights for all help make a difference?
God, that nebulous being without a face, has confused mankind forever. Either you are with him or against him. I recently took confession and the priest, locked behind a screen, ordered me to say to God that I was sorry for offending him.
Sometimes I think that being a mum is brilliant. Sometimes being a lesbian is brilliant. Combine the two however and life can get a little complex... sometimes I can't answer questions thrown at me by my own kids.
Mother Teresa is a name synonymous with goodness, kindness and humility. Under scrutiny this image crumbles in the wake of someone who was surely a fraud who propagated the Catholic Church more than she did the relief of poverty.
I got a phone call from my doctor recently, telling me that a recent blood test showed that I was 'post-menopausal'. I didn't quite know how to respond to this news. I didn't feel post-menopausal. My body seemed to be still following somewhat familiar rhythms.