I didn't want children. No you haven't misread that, yes I have children and they are truly the most incredible little people. That being said I never wanted to have a baby, I hadn't always dreamed of a perfect family, I was always career driven and carefree. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change my…

So... I admit, I’ve never really been a social butterfly. I have an awkward/dry demeanour. I absolutely am truly difficult to be friends with. It’s not shyness, it’s sparse absences that form part of my condition. I can be listening but staring through you at the same time. This has always meant I have a…

It’s officially happened. We have become subject to the lockdown baby boom. Number 2 is on the way and times are about the get a little bit crazier. After the heartache we have succumbed, it’s more than just good news to us, it is a blessing. Our little blessing. As exciting as this time should…

Loss is not the end

Deciding whether I should write about this subject deemed to be much harder than actually doing it. Once I started, the words kept flowing. The memory still fresh in my head, I couldn’t stop myself. As much as I want to share my story, to make it real, to accept the fact I can't change…

Now we have one year old, we have been “discussing” parenting techniques. I’m paraphrasing discussing because like all new parents it’s not a real conversation without either one of us storming out the room or cracking open the wine just to get through it. We don’t agree entirely on how to deal with tantrums, outbursts…

Number One

To my new body, I truly believe this is the hardest thing I’ve ever written, not just putting in to words how I feel but reading them back to myself and accepting them for all they are. I think subconsciously I know it’s accepting myself, my bodies imperfections and flaws that is daunting. Firstly, let’s…

Appreciation

We all know it’s a difficult time and something that will go down in history. But in the midst of the chaos, the world has become kinder. Here is a reminder, so we can look back in years to come and show our children that in a brief moment of uncertainty, we were united. The…

The unknown

Ava, Being pregnant with you was, to put it bluntly terrible. I wasn’t good at it. I didn’t glow. I didn’t savour every second. It was miserable. And if I’m being completely honest with you, I didn’t feel like I loved you straight away. In the beginning I was constantly sick and tired. I still…

The little things

We all argue. We all disagree. Families, work colleagues, Sandra in co op down the road. It’s healthy to air your thoughts, express your emotions. But addressing the little things that make you tick, that’s what I believe to be to hardest part of all. When you argue with your loved ones, it hurts. Like…

Ava, I want to tell you all about your daddy. By now, you'll already know of his kind nature and infectious humour (he told me to write this). To add a little more emphasis on this for you, let's go back to your childhood. Since the moment you entered this world, his heart grew double…

Guilty

Mom guilt. We all get it. We all hate it. We all get over it. I'm no expert in this subject but I'm not claiming to be either. 12 weeks is all it's been, bringing life into the world and learning my mistakes along the way. I haven't the faintest idea on my how parent…

Labour of love

Everyone has their story. And so here’s mine. I was late. I was induced. I was an emergency. That’s only the short story, now let’s get deep. 40 weeks pregnant I was ready to throw in the towel, I had just about enough of the heartburn, the constant back pain and the infamous fat ankles. By…