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An open letter to my younger self
Hey kid, itās your 30 year old self. Look, I donāt know how to say this but life isnāt going to go the way you want it to. In fact, some of your worst fears will come true. You will look back and wish you could scream some sense into yourself. But, I wonāt do that, because despite the pain I feel right now, Iām not sure Iād do anything different. So instead, Iām going to shed some light on whatā¦
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Little lockdown ramblings
This is my first lockdown where Iāve really felt ālocked downā and itās been an emotional rollercoaster. Weāre only 4 days in ā how did you people all do the last one?! I mean, I did the last full Level 4 lockdown, but I had a 5 month old, I was locked in my house most days anyway. Now I have a toddler I require the ability to escape my house for sanity. Today is our first day without tantrums,ā¦
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Collateral Mondayās
Oh hello Monday. I donāt like Mondayās. It started when I checked my emails while I was stuck in traffic because I was running late because I dropped kid at daycare. Never do that. The checking emails thing, definitely do the dropping kid at daycare thing. Thankfully I woke up to the sun rising rather than a screaming child this morning. Hands down THE worst part of parenting btw ā take the WORSTā¦
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The bad mums club
Right. Itās the middle of the night and Iām blogging on my phone which is going to drive me nuts because of my horrendous autocorrect, but Iām talking to myself in my head, so that ship might have sailed. The words need to get out. So here they are.
Iām nearly 6 months deep into this being a mother thing and oh my gosh kid can you just crawl already?! No one warned me how angry they get whenā¦
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Stop asking me when I'm having another kid... and other annoying things
Stop asking me when Iām having another kidā¦ and other annoyingĀ things
Ok, we need to talk. I going to try not to sound whingy, but also, this is me whinging. It astounds me how many people ā total strangers I might add (ignore this if you are close family, I forgive you) ā ask me when Iām having another kid. Like, just hold my s*** stained t-shirt while I go shower off the spew and nurse some pulled pelvic floor muscles THAT ARE STILL HEALING FROM PUSHING A HUMANā¦
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Sanity, what is sanity?
Sanity, what isĀ sanity?
Iāve begun 2020 in a fashion in which I ended 2019 ā sleep deprived and desperate for a shot of whiskey and a long nap on the beach. My child is now 12 weeks old. Google, and any old lady whoās path I accidentally cross, would tell me my child should be sleeping through the night by now. Iād love to remind the stranger old ladies they used alcohol back in the day to help with that and it is nowā¦
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The year that was
The year thatĀ was
Ah December. The month where suddenly we all realise weāve survived another year and spend a thoughtful moment reflecting on what didnāt kill us. Iād like to think I achieved a lot this year, but despite bringing human life into the world, I actually feel like it was a quiet year (yes, that really does speak to how mad the past few years have been).
But, itās not just the end of a year, itās theā¦
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7 weeks in (and still ok)
7 weeks in (and stillĀ ok)
Ah parenting. How are things going 7 weeks into being a mum? Well, yesterday I forgot to put the protein in my protein smoothie so take what you want from that. I write this as my child sleeps sweetly (finally) beside me. Right now, youād think it was all perfect.
And it is, to some extent. I donāt think there is such a thing as perfect really when it comes to parenting. Kid is fed, kid has hadā¦
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Week One Maternity Leave - I need stress
Week One Maternity Leave ā I needĀ stress
Boredom is something I have not felt for a long time. Actually, come to think of it, I really canāt remember the last time I felt truely bored. Iāve dreamt about down time; time to relax and do nothing but organise my life and āchillā. The reality is I am NOT built to ārelaxā. Day one of being alone on maternity leave resulted in me moving pot plants that were too heavy and walking up and down myā¦
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Transit
Hospitals are funny places. Iāve always likened them to airports ā tired people everywhere, just focused on getting through this to get to the next place; excited to leave; impatiently waiting, desperate for some good coffee and a decent bed. Ambulances are kind of the same. I liken them to trains, bumping along all rattly with an abrupt way of turning.
Itās 2.50am and I canāt sleep. Iāve managedā¦
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Iām terrified of being a āmumā. I have to put little things around that word because it frightens me. Iām not a mum, or at least Iām not really what society so easily paints mums to be. Itās no secret Iāve struggled with pregnancy, for lots of reasons.
Some are to do with anxietyā¦ it never ends; am I going to be able to keep this baby healthy? What if something happens to him? What if somethingā¦
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'the SAFE zone'
āthe SAFE zoneā
I wasnāt sure if I should write this post, mainly because it can be a sensitive topic, but I felt like I needed to say it. Pregnancy hormones got me wanting to say a whooooole lot of shit. Sorryā¦ Iām not that bad I promise.
Anyway, Iām nearing 18 weeks now, we find out soon what gender baby is and Iām super pumped. Iām also terrified. My body is doing weird things that Iām NOT ok with, I canātā¦
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Morning yoga and grief
Morning yoga andĀ grief
Man, itās been a long time since I published anything. Iāve written plenty, but pushing the āpublishā button just seems, you know, a step too far. Iām not sure when I started censoring my thoughts so much, but itās bloody irritating.
Pregnancy is interesting. Iām not one of these āhappy glowing pregnancy peopleā. I have no major complaints, but Iād also really like to lock myself away with aā¦
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A letter
Dear beautiful babies. Iāve been wanting to write you a letter for a while now, but I just havenāt found the words. Every day I feel like a little piece of me is still missing. Well, a big piece really. Every day I wish you were here, I wish that I was feeling your kicks, growing out of my jeans and feeling fat. But part of me is glad you never had to feel how cruel this world can be, or feel theā¦
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It's shit, but we'll be ok
Itās shit, but weāll beĀ ok
I brought a horse (accidentally) with the show name Hereās Hoping. Now if there has ever been a sign before, thatād be it. Weāve reached December. I told myself I would stop with the whole ānext year will be betterā thing because honestly, I have no clue if it will be better. It might be equally as difficult. But I have resorted to āplease let this year be over alreadyā. Maybe it sounds whingy;ā¦
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2018 has kicked my butt
2018 has kicked myĀ butt
This years been tough. Iām not going to lie. Thereās been some high highs, and some equally low lows. People seem to automatically assume that when there is a high, or a great good, it cancels out the bad. It doesnāt, thatās something we all really need to understand, the good never takes away the pain, it just gives you more to hold onto. I met a random guy at the petrol station last night. Iā¦
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Sometimes you win
Hello old friend, itās been a while since Iāve been scribbling thoughts down here in an attempt to somehow grapple control over my brain. Ah, we are entering December and while I like to say Iāve managed to make it through 2017 with my head held high, Iād say itās a little more like dragging myself over the finish line like a man lost at sea for a year. But, despite my scraggly appearance, lackā¦
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