It’s funny how people say your sex life will change after moving in, or getting married. My sex life was the same. It’s after kids that it all turned to shit. When you’re so exhausted and the hair on your legs joins to your ‘flower’ and represents a jungle, there are no sexy feelings. When … [Read more…]
There is something that happens to a mothers brain when we eject those tiny humans out of us. All of a sudden we must put ourselves last. Our needs, our wants, our desires. We must always do the best for our child, even if that means neglecting ourselves. And sure that is okay, but it’s … [Read more…]
This blog has been sitting here for weeks, as so many of them do.. but I thought with mental health week approaching, or one of the mental health weeks, I can’t remember, I am tired, thought this would be fitting.
The seconds turn into minutes, the minutes turn in hours and the hours turn into a lifetime. A life of where you give yourself relentlessly; with love to the human lives you created from inside of you. The ones that heard your heart beating before they even met you.
Dear formula feeding mothers, Can I just rename you mothers right here? because that’s what you are. You are a mother. Mothers are beautiful. They give themselves selflessly every day. Just like any other mother, you do the same. I’m sorry you are so often pegged into one of two categories, of someone who doesn’t … [Read more…]
Sitting in my perinatal psychologists office, where we engaged in play therapy the three of us. My son, the psychologist and I. After just getting out of a mother baby unit, this is where they sent me so I could “connect” with my child. Her blue eyes darting from me and my son with … [Read more…]
Last night I received a phone call from my neighbour. We first met when we were walking around the park in front of our house. She had big blue eyes and a nice smile, and was so friendly. Since then I have been lucky enough to call her a friend. I remember once I was … [Read more…]
I remember once I just said “Yeah it was unplanned”, and was shot with such a negative look. “Well make sure you don’t tell the baby that…” “What a horrible thing to say”
Oh yes ladies and gentlemen… I went there. I said the two most dirtiest words in parenting history. Sleep Train. Makes me shudder. I am going to share the tips with you that I have learned thanks to my tiny terrorists and their sleep deprivation techniques. That have worked for months, but stopped when the … [Read more…]
I asked my husband today, when was the moment he realised I had postnatal depression and anxiety, he responded with “I think I started to realise when I saw your enhanced maternal child Health nurse starting to come around more often (my beautiful angel ‘Pollie’), but it really sunk in when I saw you go … [Read more…]