Four years ago I entered a writing competition on the theme of motherhood, at the time my daughter was 5 months old, and had only come home from hospital a few weeks before. So this is what I wrote. I never used to want to be a mother, in fact the very thought of it… Read More The Un-Mother
Let me just start this post by saying, if I actually manage to write this without it just turning into a string of expletives I’ll be impressed. It turns out Jamie Oliver is so fired up on the “success” of his sugar tax, that now he wants to go after those awful awful mothers who… Read More Breastfeeding and Jamie Oliver
I don’t get on with my body very much. In fact that’s quite an understatement. And today that self loathing hit me like a sledgehammer. I’ve got a romantic day out with my husband planned, at a spa, we’ll be getting massages and spend time in steam rooms and jacuzzis. It all sounds heavenly. The… Read More #EDAW2015, #effyourbeautystandards, #spoonieproblems and self hate (TW)
Today is the 24th of January, a spectacularly uninteresting day to many I imagine. For me it was the start of a traumatic experience, an experience that is still ongoing, but there is finally a light at the end of the tunnel. I have written about this before, 3 times in fact. It has been a… Read More One year on
It has been an interesting year, thought I’d go through it with some blog posts. Started the year puking, while technically this is a post from last December, it is exactly how January started for me. Dear future self On the subject of the toilet, you know how at the beginning you were thinking you… Read More A 2014 recap: Puking, parenting, pain and feminism
Monday 17th November 2014 is World Prematurity Day, a day for talking about around 15 million babies born prematurely worldwide. My daughter is one of them, and while I was aware of premature babies prior to her birth I was most definitely ignorant to how hard it could be for the families of these tiny little miracles.… Read More World Prematurity Day: Bonding can be hard
Thought I’d write a quick post on a point I made in my last post, just because it’d be a bit of a derailment in that post, but I also look like I’ve gone mad without an explanation. So yes, I appear to be allergic to being female.
I had to write this, I always keep going to and then never quite do. I’ve deleted so many drafts already. So with the Josie Cunningham story all over Twitter I thought I’d try again. I will start by saying, I’m pretty good at avoiding popular culture, have never watched Big Brother and had never… Read More Abortion – Yet another opinion piece
Hello future self, am hoping you’ll never need this blog post, maybe I’ll be lucky and you never will. For other readers this is about pregnancy, specifically mine, if you’ve never been pregnant you might want to look away now, this isn’t going to be a fun read!
Pregnancy is a wonderful time, your skin glows, you feel radiant and blissful… ahahahahahaha! Sorry, couldn’t help myself. This wonderful idyllic view of pregnancy may actually exist, but my experience of it couldn’t be further from it. You see in both my pregnancies I’ve suffered with hyperemesis gravidarum (HG), while at first glance it appears… Read More Not another ginger biscuit