I remember the way I felt this time last year. The way the air felt, the white noise of something mechanical humming at night (I still can't figure out what it is), the way the lights across the city seemed crisper... It all reminds me, like the most wonderfully enchanting memory. There is no doubt… Continue reading This Time Last Year
Following on from my recent, emotional post about my wishes for the next time I have a baby, I want to continue on with a similar but less emotive post. This is more about providing information. I think that this might help any expecting or new mothers/fathers wanting a bit of advice on what to… Continue reading Next Time (Part II): what to buy.
Next time I find myself pregnant, I can't promise I won't stress, but if I'm lucky I'll stress a little less. I'm too aware of what could go wrong but I am hoping I won't be stressing over what I get to eat this week. I hope I don't have to eat beans on toast… Continue reading Next Time (Part I)
Here I am, in a position I can only assume is bad for my posture, feeling ridiculously tired. But can I go to bed? No. Because whilst Reuben might be happily sleeping away, having gone down with no fuss, I still have shit I must do before I go to sleep. This post is procrastination… Continue reading Pity Party For One
I knew I'd be like this. When I was pregnant I'd tense up every time someone mentioned babysitting and I'd joke about being unable to let anyone hold him. When people joked about letting him do dangerous things, I'd panic knowing full well they were joking. When people joked about 'taking him home with them',… Continue reading Struggling with parental separation anxiety
I've tried to express this before but I haven't managed to put what I'm feeling into words. I can't seem to articulate what it is about my birthing experience that is still makes me cry; it's a cry of anguish and I feel like I need to find peace with it. I just watched another… Continue reading A Painful Subject