Ah Hello! Thanks a million for dropping by and taking the time to read my blog. I started writing Ouch My Fanny Hurts when pregnant with my first son, because I felt like everyone was lying about how amazing pregnancy is. So amazing, it seems, that I found myself pregnant with my second son when my first was only six months old. AAAAARRRRGH. That pregnancy was a blur, until the last trimester when my son Mikey was diagnosed with Duodenal Atresia and we realised he was very sick indeed. Thankfully, after a rocky first few months, he was right as rain and normal OH-MY-JESUS-HOW-DO-I-DO-THIS-WITHOUT-GOING-MENTAL-ness resumed.
I am a journalist who works from home while the boys climb all over me. Ouch My Fanny Hurst is my therapy, my sanity, and the documentation of a time that I KNOW I will remember little of in years to come. It’s also my eternal love letter to my two boys. I blog when I can, when the mood takes me, and when the boys allow me.
I love hearing from readers, and find it so very satisfying when other mothers feel the same way as I do. My mission, as a parent, is to tell the truth, however ugly it may be. And so, I carry on into the breach!
ps: If you want to talk to me I’d love to hear from you at firstname.lastname@example.org
I am now blogging over at Mammy Needs To Do A Wee, so check me out!