Baby Baking: Weeks 0-3
August 16, 2019A fucking knew it – the mentally uttered words. I had known for weeks I was carrying a stow away. When people tell you they ‘knew’ they were pregnant straight away, you always give I the ‘aye, did yea?’ with plenty an eye roll. But a did fucking know!
Postnatal depression really fucked up my relationship
The impact of depression on our long term relationship
Simmer down with your angry Femininst agenda.
Feminism – as I understand it, means equality for the sexes. However, I often hesitate to describe myself as a feminist. I will use the word ‘feminist’, after all, I want equality for everyone. But I tend…
Knock Knock! Who’s There? Depression! Oh FFS.
*tries to hide behind door from depression* A while ago, I wrote about how I believed I was gaining my freedom from depression, and I am. I have good spells and low dips, sometimes a dip so…
The Essentials For Breastfeeding? Honesty.
You’ll find no breast pumps in here. No ultra absorbent, saft, soothing breast pads. No raging nipple coolants. No quick tit revealing (ugly AF) maternity bras. No links. No products. No breastfeeding propaganda.
Feminism has gone too far! We can’t touch people…
“I’m all for feminism, but it’s getting out on hand. I’m scared that if I pat my colleague on the back, I’ll be hauled up for sexual assault. Are we not allowed to touch people anymore?! It’s…
I offer thee a Period Pack. May it improve your hormonal state and my life expectancy.
I should make a disclaimer that I was at the height of hormones when I wrote this. I apologise for any and all sexism. This apology will expire at onset of the next period. Also, I'm not…
The REAL holiday essentials for traveling with kids. Oh, I forgot to add ducktape.
It’s holiday season, which means it’s ‘essentials for traveling with kids’ blog season. I’ve read so many ‘how to travel with kid’ blog posts, and although they are very practical and full of great tips, I think…
The one where depression tries to silence you
Sometimes I would like to say I’m sorry. To my partner. To my friends. But depression has a way of stifling, silencing my words, unable to be pronounced, never mind explained. Sometimes my actions, speak louder than…
Lost in Planet Parent. I miss the old me.
It’s hitting me more and more, I’m lost in planet parent! I had the best weekend recently. I got the luxury of a date night with my main man, we (I, it’s always I) purchased tickets to…
Can a person say they don’t like motherhood?
I knew very quickly when I had Jess I wasn’t’ like the other mums. They all loved their baby, keen to play, hold and cuddle their squishy ball of human. At one baby class I watched as…
