This last week was a hard one. I felt like I was failing at this whole mothering thing. In February my son turns two and I am dreading to think that he has not yet reached the infamous terrible twos.
t all started when we were running behind schedule. We were to drive down to Edinburgh for one of our friends daughters birthday party and as usual we were running late. As I scampered around the house trying to get
have never been good at blow drying my hair. Whenever I tried to replicate the sleek look my hair stylist had done it always turned into a frizzy afro disaster. So I relied on my hair straighter. However the
As I browse around a lot of the parenting websites that I often frequent. The term 'Helicopter Parenting' has come up quite a lot. At first I thought the term was quite funny and more tongue in cheek about parents
I first heard of the Power Peel back in 2014. I had just moved to Aberdeen from Paris and my skin was looking awful. It was dull and blotchy and I had dark pigmentation spots all around my chin area.
I realised quickly that my coping mechanism wasn't working and that I was heading down a similar path to my dad. Knock on effect. What was I going to do? I had already been taken to see counsellor after counsellor.