You know what they say, 'a week is a long time in politics, but it's a frigging lifetime in parenting'. If you, like me, are feeling somewhat jaded b...

I can't afford to be politically apathetic anymore. I have a daughter, who is almost three, and I need to set an example. I need to show her that if there is something in this world that you think is unjust, the last thing you should do is "suck it up" and ignore it.

So you know you need to start your revision, as you keep getting told by every adult around you, but where do you start? It's all a bit of a mystery. You know you need a plan, but you still want to have a life! How can you revise, get to Zumba class, go to your mates party and actually sleep?!

What's the worst word in the English language? It's not what you think. It's not four letters, but nine - "malignant". One month shy of her 36th birthday, my wife Carolina handed me the results of her biopsy, which indicated advanced breast cancer. I felt like the earth was swallowing me up. It was October 11, 2011.

Now, since having my first child when I was 18, I feel as though as soon as I gave birth there was an instant pressure to be a completely different person. Don't get me wrong, I felt different, my outlook on life totally changed and I had a whole host of new emotions and feelings that I hadn't experienced before.

As a parent we want to build a bond with our child and when I adopted my son I thought it would be relatively easy to do. After all, I'd had some training, done some reading and was used to working with children, how hard could it be?

As I sit here and look around I feel a sense of shame. Shame at the fact that I am clearly not the type of mother I wanted or hoped to be. I am tired, I am a mess and the never ending pile of things to do is overwhelming.

Lying in bed, listening to my husband cope just fine downstairs without me I suddenly realised how ridiculous I was being - if my kids had this many ailments I would have packed them off to the doctor's weeks ago (and been awake at night frantically Googling their symptoms...)

Dear Friend, I'm sorry that our friendship has changed. I was naive to believe that becoming a parent wouldn't change me. For a while you were concer...

Encourage children and young people to ask questions, and try to answer them simply and honestly. They may need to ask the same question several times as a way of coming to terms with what has happened. If they do ask questions, they are probably ready to hear the answers.

Being a single mother was perhaps my greatest achievement but at times felt like my greatest failure. I carried disappointment, stigma, financial strain and loneliness. Life was juggling a hundred heavy balls and having no one to catch them except me.

Post-truth politics are in full effect at the Department for Education. In response to the growing clamour surrounding the biggest cuts to school funding in a generation, Ministers keep trotting out the same line; that they are spending more on education than ever before.

One of the upsides of our extended trip away is that we get loads of time to spend with our kids. And, yeah, you guessed it, one of the downsides is loads of time to spend with our kids. They're still small (4.5 and almost 3) so there is a limit on how much they can entertain themselves, or each other.

Hitting the snooze button and mustering the strength to get up and have my morning shower was once what I considered a struggle... wow was I wrong! The idea of hitting snooze and then taking a peaceful shower is something I can only look back on with pure nostalgia.

Although I enjoy reading, I don't read a mountain of articles around autism and autism parenting, but when I do I try and open my mind to think that there could actually be something I l can earn or alter my own perspective.

This got me thinking. Perhaps this sounds radical, but how much feminism do we teach in schools? How much support and guidance is given to teachers on managing unconscious bias and teaching gender equality?