What not to say to sleep deprived mummas 

Sleep deprivation is a torture method. People joke about this but when you have tiny little terrorists keeping you up all night, you know they’ve won in their torture methods and eventually you’ll crack. That is no joking matter. “Okay, okay!! The cookies are on the top shelf! Please I’ll surrender!!!”  A lot of people … [Read more…]

Hey… I’m your mum! What the?? 

Do you ever have those epiphany moments where you think to yourself, hey I am a mum? Or is that just me…  I was at a beautiful wedding on Saturday night and in the bridal room feeding little Sofia. The fluorescent lighting was on her little face and I was examining all the features on … [Read more…]

Happy birthday to me!

Today I turned 30 so me and hubby and the kidlets decided to go out for breakfast. Luca is not one to sit still on the best of days but today he was especially active. (I’m so tired so please bear with my story telling.)  He refused to sit with us or in a high … [Read more…]

My birth story 

My birth story with my son Luca is heartbreaking to me. When I tell people about it, they say “well, at least he was born healthy”. I guess I should just nod my head and agree and accept that. Yes, he was born healthy, but the experience left me feeling mentally unhealthy and physically unhealthy. … [Read more…]

Love hurts 

There’s so much to know about being a parent. In fact they even have classes to teach you what to do once that baby pops out, (for some, this is literal). I went to my parenting classes with so much cockiness I may as well have spurted  yellow feathers from my head (sqqqqquaaaaakkkkkk!). I would … [Read more…]