I am a mother (life long carer for two), fiance, daughter, sister and friend. All of those roles are important ones to me but sometimes you just want to press pause for a while and just be you. So here I am, just Charlie.
Read my thoughts on everything and nothing in particular. My musings and ramblings on a life that continues to amaze and confuse me in equal measure daily!
Sometimes, particularly for mums who have the challenge of being a carer too, we can forget who we are when we are busy racing around and thinking of everyone else first so I make no apologies for being unashamedly self indulgent and a little bit sarcastic. I’d love you to meet me as myself as well as my boys Mum. I suggest you bring crackers and cheese – chances are that copious amounts of both will have been consumed in the creation of these blogs. Cheese is what I live for – after the boys, obvs!
I wasn't bullied as a child but I was teased every now and then. I draw the distinction because bullying involves an individual or a group of people with more power, repeatedly and intentionally cause hurt or harm to another person or group. It's not the odd comment...read more
I was never formally diagnosed with postnatal depression but the signs were there. My twins were born 8 weeks prematurely by emergency c-section rather than the natural delivery I had planned and they had to spend their first 6 weeks in special care. Twin two, Harry,...read more
If you met me, you would probably never think that I was someone who had struggled with depression. Not the kind of person that you would ever find battling with anxiety. But I am. In 2011, years of suppressed guilt and grief after a shock diagnosis for one of my...read more
You will have already read about my addiction with Mrs Hinch over on Instagram! I know that many of my friends and family also follow her and her recent growth in popularity has been phenomenal! So today, I thought I would find out who else is addicted to the cleaning...read more
My friends and family will tell you that while I am a fairly organised person, my home (and workplace) has always been organised chaos. I always knew where everything was but to the untrained eye, it looked as though I was a clutter hoarder. Every now and then I would...read more
Hey you, Sometimes you smile but I know that you are struggling inside. I know that the laughter is strained and the relaxed tone of your voice is forced but you need to know that you’ve got this. And it wont always feel this way. I hear you beating yourself up for...read more
In my blog post where I shared the reasons why I left teaching and the impact of that decision, I explained how my income and self esteem are directly related and that I have always loved working both for my finances and my sanity. My fiance Andrew laughs that even if...read more
Going back as far as medieval times, left handedness was an undesirable and at times, feared quality. The website www.rightleftrightwrong gives some fascinating facts about left handedness through the years. It explains that left-handers were routinely accused of...read more
I had my first job when I was 15 and still at school. Earning a wage (even though I was on 1.25 an hour in 1992) at such a young age really taught me the value of money, how to save for and appreciate the things I could buy for myself and essential skills such as...read more