Tag: Motherhood

Teaching our children respect

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

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I’m not a perfect mother and I don’t want to be

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

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Parenting – who really knows best?

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

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Stretch marks are normal

I’ve seen all the creams and surgeries and tips on getting rid of my stretch marks. And yes I have tried many of them myself. I’ve now also spent a long time loving my stretch marks and the way they sit on my body. I love the dimples, I love the colours, I love what

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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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