Goodbye Old Friend

I’ve been thinking about calling time on this blog for a while.  It has been fun and given me some great opportunities, but it was of the moment.  I am so thankful to all of you who have read, liked, commented, and got in touch over the years but life is changing, and things are moving on.  I don’t think you can ever lose the blogging bug and I will most likely re-incarnate in the future but it is time to wave goodbye to the Dorset Divorcee and watch her shimmy into the sunset.

The catalyst to pull the plug came yesterday when we lost one of the stars of the blog, our adored and beloved Harry.

Even though he was nearly 14 years old and we knew he was an old dog, we were still woefully unprepared for the end.  We knew he was slowing down, but he was still wagging his tail until the very end and the shock of the vet telling me that his time had come was like a blow to the stomach.

I think we thought he would go on forever.

We hoped he would go on forever.

At the moment it feels almost impossible to contemplate life without him.  Coming downstairs this morning expecting my usual rapturous greeting, being met instead with dead silence and a gaping space where his bed used to be. Walking to the office today in double time because he wasn’t there to sniff every single blade of grass on the way. Settling myself at my desk without a wet nose at my feet and his watchful gaze fixed on me.

We didn’t have Harry from a puppy.  He came to live with us when he was two years old and totally transformed our lives for the better.  He moved house with us five times, came on holiday with us, travelled everywhere – never happier then curled up on his bed in the back of the car.  He loved the beach and the sea, and the years we lived on the coast of the Isle of Wight were his golden time.

True enough, he had his foibles.  Strangers couldn’t stroke him for risk of being nipped.  He was needy and slightly neurotic and had a terrible habit of eating socks from the washing basket.  Whole socks!

But he was truly the best friend I ever had.  Loyal and faithful, a constant source of unconditional love.   I feel like my heart has broken in two.  More than two –  a thousand, no, a million tiny pieces.  Right now there is nowhere I can be that doesn’t hold a memory of him.

I know that helping him to his final sleep was the kindest thing, and I am so glad that I was there to hold his paw and look into his eyes right until the very end.

He was in so much pain and now he is at peace.

I hope he heard me at the end when I whispered thank you.  Thank you for coming into our lives and being the best, most fun, adorable, loving, wonderful addition to our family.  He has left a huge spaniel shaped hole that I don’t think will ever be filled.

Goodbye old friend.

We will always love you.




The Mother Book from Selfish Mother

A lot of you reading this will already be well acquainted with Selfish Mother a fantastic blogzine on family life.  Social media at its very best, Selfish Mother is bursting full of honest accounts of day to day life from the parenting coal face.  Sometimes hilarious , sometimes moving, but always very genuine, Selfish Mother is the antithesis to the ‘shiny happy people yummy mummy’ take on life.  We don’t all have to be perfect and at the end of day we are all just doing the best we can – sipping a green juice on the way to yoga or sipping a sauv blanc as soon as the clock hits 7pm, there is no right or wrong way, just your way. Selfish Mother Logo

As well as the hundreds of blogs and vlogs available on the site there is also a shop which has raised over 75k for charity to date.

Signature sweatshirts and T  shirts are the order of the day with some great kids stuff available too.

One of the most recent additions to the range is ‘The Mother Book’ a collection of posts that have featured on Selfish Mother, all lovingly curated by site founder and editor, Molly Gunn.

The Mother Book

Packed full of posts on everything from pregnancy to teenagers (including an article from yours truly in the teen section), The Mother Book is perfect to dip in and out of.  Keep it by your bed, by the loo, tucked behind the toaster…have a flick through and you will straight away find a few posts that ring very true.

As if things couldn’t get any better, Selfish Mother are giving £2 profit from every book to the charity; mothers2mothers who believe in the power of mothers to end paediatric AIDS. M2M train, employ, and empower mothers living with HIV to bring health and hope to other mothers, their families, and communities.

So, what’s not to love – a great read and a warm charity glow in one hit.  Stock up on a few and keep them in your present drawer (oh wait, I don’t have one of those, I only aspire to having one), I’m sure we all know a parent or two who needs to be reminded that they are not alone and that, to quote Selfish Mother, we are all winging it.