You teach your children how to be respectful by respecting them. They are humans. Not your little robot to control. I caused a trigger for a young woman the other week for saying I don’t smack my kids and that boundaries and respect can be taught without resorting to hitting them, in response to a
Category: Motherhood
I received what I consider a compliment recently that I FUCKING loved! And I want other mothers to hear it. Because as mothers we deserve to not be saddled with an image of perfectness. The comment was: “I finally caught up to you and stopped trying to be a perfect mother and now I’m having
I don’t want to die, I have so much to live for. The next chapter in life as a woman and mother has begun… The biggest damned realization occurred to me this past week. I’ve spent my life unafraid to die, because I actually wanted to. But now I have so much to live for
Welcome to 2022. And to start the year off this blog post is strange yet true. While yes it was written a while back it still remains the truth to how I operate. Just in case you have ever wondered what it’s like to be me, here is a morning in my life: Take son
My opinion on the issue with society and when it comes down to parenting is this – We have been told over and over that we don’t know best. That we can’t trust our own voices and bodies. That other people know better. That’s why there are parents who run to the ER with every
Yes in many cases this can be completely true. However in some it can be untrue. For example – if I had listened to my GP instead of trusting my gut, my sons cholesteatoma would have grown to who knows what size and potentially worst case caused paralysis because he thought it was just an
My kids have seen me laughing. My kids have seen me breaking down. My kids have seen me in raw, primal, unbound sadness where I didn’t control any of the sounds coming out of me. And I love that. Because what doesn’t seem like very long ago I was a woman who held it all
I’ve just now realized that the whole 9 months mum spent carrying me were probably spent numb and not wanting to connect just in case the same thing happened again. You see, my mum experienced 9 stillbirths and miscarriages before she had me. She had to grieve that many babies before I arrived. Womb trauma.
I have reached a stage in my parenting journey that no one ever talks about. No one writes books saying this is how it’s done for this stage. Pregnancy, babies, toddlers, children, even teens are written about. But no one talks about the transition from being the parent raising a child to being a parent
Have you ever witnessed so much love being poured into a person that the energy is palpable and everyone’s bodies are moving with this energy and emotion is abundant? This energy injects the space with something that cannot be put into words and is an honour to experience and witness. I’ve experienced love in so










