Posts Tagged“Family”

Female doctor wearing protective gloves, hands close up

It happens every 3 years. Through the letterbox plops an ominously official-looking envelope stamped NHS. Every time I greet it with a shudder. A faceless administrator has printed an automatically generated letter informing me I’m invited for a cervical smear. Euch there it is again: the involuntary shudder. I have had 2 children. If you’ve had any of the little treasures yourself you will know that having a stranger’s hand disappear up your flue quickly becomes acceptable, indeed expected, behaviour. I had an 8 day slow labour ending in my baby girl being removed by what can only be described…

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It’s time to crank the Barry White up to 11 and talk about LOVE. With Valentine’s Day around the corner, we at ZmG HQ have asked some of our friends what Valentine’s Day means to them. It ain’t all crotchless panties, a romantic meal à deux at Taco Bell and anal beads you know? Kate Tunstall tells us; Historically, Valentine’s has always meant a weekend away. I’m not a fan of the clichéd romantic getaway, just because it’s mawkish and that’s not really me. But, it so happens February 14th falls bang between mine and my hubby’s birthdays. So we’ve…

Happy smiling family at home celebrating Christmas

  I’m going to be honest with you. After all, it’s what I do best (for those who are remotely interested!) Social media this month –more than ever-  is making me want to puke. We are talking the rare and proper, heaving kind of chunder (y’know, the cheap white wine kind?) And I think the place that is riling me the most right now is Instagram. Actually, I’ve stopped looking at altogether to be honest … Because let me tell you, If I see one more carefully composed flat lay of festive accessories paired with a cheeky seasonal Starbucks (being…

Happy father's day

A wonderfully honest guest post from Katy, who is estranged from her father, and wonders if there is any point in reconciliation. The last time I saw my dad plays like home movie footage in my head. I was about 20. My hair was longer and brighter and everything about me was generally perkier. Well, physically at least. Mentally I was in the midst of unravelling, except I didn’t know it at the time. My dad was in a pub around the corner from a wedding I was at and I was told he was there if I wanted to…

Pregnant woman on the beach touching her belly with love

If you are a regular reader or a personal friend, you will know that I have 4 children. I am almost 35 years old and I have no intentions of having any more children what-so-ever. No babies. Ever again. Nada. I am so dead set on my child rearing days being drawn to a satisfactory close, that I would gladly draw a line under things surgically. Not that I actually will, but I would. I’ve really enjoyed my family journey so far, it’s been utterly amazing, and filled with enough love to blow even the biggest of hearts wide open. But…

Happy family in colorful socks on white bed.

Yesterday, something profound occurred : Something slightly painful and sad actually. And you know, I’m really glad it did. Whilst looking for an old contact number, I fished my old Blackberry from the depths of our ‘device graveyard’ as it’s referred to around here. It’s been in there for around 3 years, waiting for me to download its important contents. Suffice to say that so far, I haven’t bothered. No spare time for such efficient luxury. So I plug in the charger and fire up what seems like an old dinosaur, with its tiny buttons and even tinier screen. And its…