This blog is my family archive. My home.
9 whole freaking years!
The imposter syndrome.
Be who you want to be.
I'm always learning.
We're often scared to follow our professional dreams as mothers aren't we?
The key to a content life.
Reflecting on the year.
I'm a blogger. My life is my blog, and in many respects, my blog is my life.
Last Thursday was a delicious whirlwind of a day in London-and a 7 hour round trip too, (one of the reasons we're officially moving back down South to the outskirts of London, from Yorkshire later this year) but one that was worthwhile, nonetheless as it was spent having delicious fun with amazeballs people.
The title of this blog post might sound a little silly as what follows is an answer to a question not usually, if ever come to think of it, is asked of me (no doubt because I'm pretty well known for my deep, unwavering love of blogging and vlogging) yet it's one I want to document, for me as much as for you.