Author Archives: mumologist

Worlds apart (but still neighbours)

One of the many weird and wonderful things I did on the journey to becoming a psychologist was interviewing a range of teenagers from all over the UK. I was doing a study exploring how teenagers cope when one parent is seriously unwell. What impressed me the most about every single teen was their resilience […]

How was your day?

They tell me to appreciate These days before they’re gone,  I can’t appreciate regurgitate  Even of my angel son. We’re meant to not complain, Stay restrained, each and every one Go to Stay & Play , where I Sit & Pray I’m Not the only lonely one. A house is to be lived in not […]

The Stuff of Legend

One of the first things I talk about in my sessions with hypnobirthing couples is the influence of stories. In particular, negative  birth stories. There exists an implicit understanding in our society that birth is just going to be awful. In the West, it’s commonly viewed as a medical procedure for which you need to be in hospital, […]

The Storm before the Calm

There’s a process you start to realise when you’ve been doing therapy for a while – either as a therapist or a client. After the initial meetings when you’re getting to know what the situation is and make a plan, you move into a slower phase of ‘doing the work’. Depending on what kind of therapy […]

Drowning in Information

There is a scene in Wall-E, the 2008 Disney film about a robot left to clean up an abandoned Earth. Humans are living on a spaceship, hugely overweight and shunted around in automatic chairs, slurping up their fizzy pop while watching a permanent screen. I think of this scene all the time lately, a scene […]

F*!?ers

When my eldest was about 6 months old, I called my husband at work and asked if he could be home before bathtime. His colleague, a dad himself, heard us on the phone and said to him:   “The sooner she realises she can’t rely on you, the better for both of you”.   I […]

Nobody Tells You

Nobody tells you It’s the best feeling ever It’s the worst feeling ever Nobody tells you   Nobody tells you Contractions are murder Labour is harder Nobody tells you   Nobody tells you You’ll bleed like a geyser You’ll feed and you’ll feed her Nobody tells you   Nobody tells you Your breasts leak all […]