Out of the Hole

A couple of months back I was at a conference for church family workers and volunteers, attending a seminar about Perinatal Mental Health. During the seminar, the speaker showed this video by Brenee Brown, explaining the difference between Sympathy and Empathy. In it, a little fox is alone in a dark hole. An empathetic bear…

The Overflow

If you are a parent of any number of children, you will most likely have heard the phrase, “you’ve got your hands full there!” Several (hundred) times. A day. Personally, I don’t mind it. It’s not a tut, or a put-down; it’s a generally positive encounter with another member of the public, who takes the time…

The Hotline

“I’ve just realised you’re the Vicar’s wife!” Her eyes are wide and she wears half a smile, as she strides over to me in the midst of the Toddler Group. This kind of greeting has become more frequent recently, since Husband’s T.I. (and every other colleague) vacated the role, and he took on the leadership…

An Ode to Mrs H.

Last week, one of the most influential women in my life celebrated a landmark birthday. Or, at least, I presume she celebrated; admittedly, I’m yet to check! See, I clocked this occasion a few months back. I told myself that I had plenty of time to think up a really unique, thoughtful and extraordinary gift;…

An Up-date

A few nights ago, I had an itch to write. However, so much has happened and developed recently that I couldn’t quite remember where I last left off. And so I read back through my last few posts instead. And wow… I got a shock! Things got a little dark back there, huh?! So. I am pleased to say,…

Head Space for Head Cases

“Come and have a drink with us!” She shouts merrily from the kitchen. I put my keys down and glance at the clock. It’s half past nine. I’m tired, of course, but the wine and the crisps look particularly inviting and so I decide, despite my better judgement, that it’s worth the risk. Error. Before…

The Friendship Factor

Right before we left residential college, our spouses group enjoyed an away day with a guest speaker; a lovely lady who had been married to a Vicar for a long, long time and had come to share her anecdotal wisdom. Whilst useful in parts, the main thing that stuck with me about this interview, however,…

Dangling Carrots

Last night I was at a prayer meeting. Wild, I know. But seriously. I love it. It’s my thing. My one thing in the week where I get to go out and plug in, whilst Husband sits out and stays in. Ordinarily, of course, it’s protected. He rearranges meetings and blocks out Thursday evenings because…

Ecclesiastically Speaking…

Two are better off than one, because two have four knees between them. And four knees between three kids feels like alot of knees. Which is nice. Two are better off than one, because if Three and Four start fighting, then we can just divide and conquer. Two are better off than one because One…

Mama Done

The end of an era… in which I had breastfeeding babies. And boobs.

Date Night: E to R

Tiny is napping and I’m currently plotting (and running out of ideas) for our next Date Night. In doing so, it occurred to me that I started to blog this stuff, then trailed off, and neglected to keep y’all up to speed! So… just in case you were following and thought the challenge had stopped-…

Touching Cloth

An ordinary family’s last-minute dash into the eco-zone.