Fearless Worrier

Overthinking motherhood, writing & everything in between since 2010

Testing the Bladder of the Lone Parent Traveller

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October 16, 2014

As an original Devonian now living in Berkshire, I am well-versed in the twists, turns, incongruous chevrons and traffic blackspots *COUGHBristolCOUGH* of the M4 and M5. My daughter, now one, has also become familiar with the route to and from Nana’s house – as well as its menagerie of service…
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I’ve seen the future and it’s throwing a tantrum

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September 17, 2014

It’s been a busy few weeks chez the Bris-cott household. L has notched up the litres of foreign pool water swallowed and added Spanish and Italian to her palate, we’ve seen a hell of a lot of our families and I’m still scratching after being bitten to buggery by a…
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Probably Entirely Too Much Information…

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August 8, 2014

The Mummy Tag – a little Q&A perfectly tailored to the non-working and usually rather bored/full-of-endless-information-about-their-child’s-loves-hates-and-bowel-functions mother. I first discovered it on this rather brilliant blog, to which I’m somewhat loathe to post a link as it is far funnier than mine. Stay at home, with the hopeful aspiration of becoming self-employed in…
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Mastering the Jigglyshuffle: Tips for Mums who Move (but don’t necessarily have any)

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June 11, 2014

Exercising. It ain’t for every mother, but for those who’re game, there opens a new and unchartered territory of mammory-related injury, ever-craftier ways of keeping offspring from hurling themselves head-first onto a gym floor and – no way of dressing it up really – our old friend, occasional incontinence. I’m…
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Tips for Feeding a Fussy Eater who is Having None of it

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May 30, 2014

Some babies are great eaters. And some babies choose to eat the highchair. I thought L would love her solids. After all, following a rocky first few days, she took to breastfeeding like a hobnob to a cup of tea. Maybe that’s the problem – if it were up…
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The sublime, the ridiculous, the meowing of the National Anthem…

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May 16, 2014

There are moments in life where you have to take a mental step back and ask yourself: “How it come to this?” Maybe it’s as you step off stage on a West End show to rapturous applause. Maybe it’s as you massage a new bunion after a 12 hour shift…
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Nothing silences a bar quite like a good episiotomy story

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April 24, 2014

It’s amazing how uninhibitedly candid having a baby will make the most inhibited and… can-didn’t… of people. Before the days of labour (yes, days), breasts liberated and leaking in the middle of Nero’s and very loud conversations about episiotomies in very quiet bars, I was such a person. I didn’t…
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A tiny person who thinks and farts

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November 29, 2013

When last I blogged it was about being nine weeks pregnant and, funnily enough, here I am at another nine week juncture. Nine weeks and three days, to be precise, since I stopped caring about my unplucked eyebrows. Nine weeks and three days since blearily singing misremembered Christmas songs while…
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“What do you mean ‘no wine for me thank you’ ???”

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May 9, 2013

I wonder if there comes a time in every journalist’s career when they are hit by the crashing realisation that they’re about to vomit on an interviewee’s head. Perhaps it comes to them the morning after a particularly heavy night of alcohol-fuelled lamentation that they didn’t become a doctor or…
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One f*ck up after the next

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July 19, 2012

This post was originally written in 2012. Some information may now be outdated, and certain links have been removed or may no longer work. I f*cked up at work. Not devastatingly. Not enough to have serious repercussions on my life or my job (I hope!) I’m not going to…
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Hello,

I’m Jenny

I started this blog in 2010 as part of my journalism studies and have been loudly overthinking here ever since. What began as a student project has grown to encompass (somewhat unexpected) motherhood, publishing novels and building a freelance editorial career. This is a space where I navigate life’s ups, downs and messy in-betweens and attempt not to take any of it too seriously.
Thank you for reading.