A few months back I wrote about my, or our, breastfeeding journey. The good, the bad and the downright painful. I wanted to write about it again now because things have changed. Our breastfeeding journey began awkwardly, with tears and pain and confusion. And it has now come to a bittersweet ending, in much theContinue reading “Breastfeeding – Our Journey Ends”
Having a child has helped me face my fears in other aspects of my life.
It was my birthday last week. My third birthday as a mum. My second since covid began. And I feel like I’m getting into my stride with both things. Although I do find the parenting easier than the pandemic. At least with parenting I can tell the two year old what to do and explainContinue reading “Birthdays”
National Breastfeeding Week – my thoughts and pain from two years of using my boobs to feed a kid.
A short essay on how being a mother has helped me recover lost parts of myself.
Disclaimer – Please Note – This household contains a rambunctious toddler.
Dear R, This is our second Christmas as a family of 3. And what a strange time its been since our first one. I would love to write this and not have to use the c word. I would love to write this and talk about the friends you made at creche and at theContinue reading “New Year’s Eve Letter”
Socially distant mom chats turn to talking of teeth
Thinking about how Christmas will look different this year, and how it already does in the shops.
He woke at 5.30 this morning. He does that a lot, but usually I can get him back to sleep. Some cuddles while sucking on the boob and he usually drifts off and I can get another hour in bed, if I’m lucky. But this morning it was not to be. After half an hourContinue reading “A Free Evening”