Learning to be

As I move closer to 40, my relationship with food feels like it’s shifting — and so does the way I think about feeding my children. I’m less interested in rules and quick fixes, and more focused on what actually supports our bodies day to day. Lately that has meant thinking about nourishment in a… Read more: Learning to be… Nourished

I’m sitting in my kitchen writing this with my red light mask on and a glass of water spiked with creatine beside me. Over the last year, I’ve absorbed an overwhelming amount of advice about what Ishould be doing as a 38-year-old woman. Some of it—salmon sperm under my eyes, for example—I’m very happy to… Read more: Learning to be… Healthy (one step at a time)

I’m 38 — a mum, a wife, a teacher. When both my children started school and September rolled in, I didn’t feel relief. I felt lost. For six years, my purpose had been loud and constant. Suddenly, it was gone. I had imagined this moment so many times. Both children at school, a little more… Read more: Learning to be me again