Tag: Motherhood

How much love do you give yourself?

The more I crack open deeply, the more parts of myself I find that I haven’t been giving love to. And the deeper I go the more I discover the depths of love I still have to give to the parts of myself I thought I had been loving wholly. It’s been a powerful journey

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Showing up fully in front of my children

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

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Womb Trauma. Yes it’s real.

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.

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Miss Independent

When I moved to Australia as a 15 yr old with my younger brother and sister I never could have guessed the direction my life would take. 6 months later after meeting the guy who would later become the father of my two oldest children I moved into his place with his dad and brother.

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The parenting stage no one talks about

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

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A witness to love

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

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I was that person

It saddens me when I see people celebrating how they don’t let anyone in. Or they are done with humans/men/women. It saddens me because I was that person. It saddens me because I still fight that programming sometimes. The thoughts of should I be sharing in this connection or will they just leave me like

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How could she possibly understand?

Why is she educating people on body image issues? She has the perfect body. Flat stomach, perky boobs, long legs what could she possibly have learnt about overcoming body image issues? Yep those are the thoughts that sometimes go through my head, or have in the past. Because all the people I saw sharing about

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Empty nest and Self Love

This morning I said to a friend my kids are on school holidays so I’m more free with my time since I don’t have to worry about drop off or pick up. Then I realized it’s singular now – I have a child at school, not plural. My children are growing up. My oldest just

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