Grieving the baby I could not love
For 6 months I’ve sat with a feeling I couldn’t place. Most times I would fret my mind was sinking into depression, how could I be incredibly happy, yet have an awful wrench in my stomach. Easy…
We don’t owe the birth of our baby to anyone other than us.
Being a female, there’s an ingrained sense of ‘owing’. We owe it to other people to cover up our bodies, not to make them uncomfortable. Whether that be a big busted lady daring to wear a…
Pregnancy after Post Natal Depression
Hesitant to say ‘better’ or ‘healed’, the post natal depression, or depression (at what point do we switch and drop the post natal?) I suffered is very much off the boil, not even on a lower heat…
Parenthood: Once bitten, twice not so fucking shy
Parenthood changes your entire life. Heck, even wanting children changes your life. The journey into parenthood is different for each family, and so, the ride of parenthood is different. Of course, parents share similarities, the overwhelming responsibility,…
Baby Baking: Weeks 0-3
A 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,…
