Real Average Mummy

I have been in Hong Kong for over 7 years and happily talked of its convenience and amazing weather. Now I have Baby O, I have had to rethink this - not because it isn't convenient per se, but that it is absolutely not convenient when you have a buggy with a screaming hungry baby, and you are sweating from your shins, you have no idea how to get to a nursing room, there are no seats and you need to wee. When I was pregnant I was very oblivious and perhaps a little naive about how much I would be out and about - I was convinced it would easy. Pah! Now, in the cold light of a hot humid day, with a baby who wants feeding, or holding, whilst you also have a nappy bag, buggy, and all of the other paraphernalia required to just exit the house, it is a little more of a chore. Michael McIntyre does a skit on leaving the house with children, and I laughed so hard my pelvic floor nearly let me down! Now the point of this post isn't to bemoan the set up of HK or the trials and tribul...

After years of talking about wanting to write, but being unsure of what to write about, I have decided to start a blog about being a Mum in Hong Kong, for now. A real, average, run of the mill Mum, trying to get through every day, sometimes washing my hair and occasionally feeling like I have my sh*t together. I became a mum five and a half months ago and it is truly the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. "Amazing" for a multitude of reasons, which I am sure I will write about at some point in the near future. But, mostly amazing because... well, f*ck me, it is the single hardest thing I have ever done. In the midst of the Harvey Weinstein scandal and discussions about the gender pay gap filling the news, I feel even more acutely aware of the pressures on women to be something - sexual beings, domestic goddesses, mothers, quiet! And for a long time, I was NONE of those things. To clarify, I am still only one. Surrounded by mixed messages and pictures of ...