The woman you see before you today is not the woman she used to be. I never would have done the things I do or said the things I say. Yet here I am. I know those thoughts of I can’t do it That fast beating heart The small constricted breaths Feeling weak in the
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My husband told me that since I became a Glamma I have had a very short, sharp tongue when it comes to time wasting. And he made me realise he’s right. Yet when my granddaughter is in my vicinity I could ‘waste’ all the time in the world just watching her. And I think to
Women have always been the gatekeepers of humanity. If a man couldn’t provide and protect, he couldn’t reproduce. If a man was killed in a hunt other men took on the role as father and provider. Nowadays men are out here taking no responsibility for their own, let alone anybody else’s. And we, as women,
Following on from last weeks post about SAHM not being celebrated unless it’s while being a boss babe and not being supported by a partner I’ve decided to say that being a SAHM doesn’t automatically make you a better mum. I’ve seen and known those mums who may be at home but their attention isn’t
Being boundaryless is really fucking sexy. Before you get triggered read on… My husband is the ONLY man I will ever be boundaryless for. He is the only one who has earned the level of trust and safety it takes to feel that with a man. Do I believe women shouldn’t have boundaries with men?
Witnessing my children in their own adult loving relationships is a gift I had no idea I could love so much. Knowing that the way Rory and I have loved each other throughout their years of growing up ultimately has had an impact on who they choose to be in relationship with and how they
Years ago my husband offered to let me peg him because he had read some studies about how it helps women who have been sexually assaulted get their power back. I even bought a strap on. But I never could bring myself to even think about it. The idea of needing to have power over
I Love who I am as a woman. I Love who I am as a wife. I love who I am as a mother. I love who I am as a friend. I. Love. Who. I am. Did I always? No. How did it change? I chose to change. I chose to see myself differently.
Recently I have been experiencing another death and rebirth of my marriage. The ever falling away and new things being introduced. This called for me to stand in a power that I don’t normally stand in because I don’t need to. It called for my husband to stand back, stand up and step in, in
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














