I wasn’t always certain about having children, which made it easier to ignore the fact that I was terrified of pregnancy and childbirth. It was a big fat mental block that had me completely stalled at a very real emotional impasse. Forget that women have been having babies since the beginning of time, I was […]
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Six hundred and forty-four days…Fragmented sleep. Night wakings. Sickness. Teething. Developmental leaps. More sickness. More teething. And so and so forth. I can’t recall what a “full night’s sleep” feels like, nor do I remember what I use to do with all my “free time”. I’m bloody friggin’ tired, and despite feeling like “how the […]
Remember when you could change dinner plans, or decide to stay out a little bit later, or walk past something brightly coloured and heavily marketed, and nobody screamed or threw anything, and everyone that warranted your attention generally could be trusted to keep their heads on straight and their limbs from doing violence to themselves […]
Maybe it’s just me but the holidays are stressful, no?! Especially since becoming a parent. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore this time of the year, at least in theory; magic, miracles, the spirit of giving and everyone sitting around a cozy fire, roasting chestnuts. I mean, c’mon, it’s picturesque. Okay, maybe I’ve watched […]