Dear Food, We’ve been together a long time now, 31 years to be exact. During this time, we’ve had some great memories, and some terrible ones too. Through the good times, and the bad, you’ve always been there for me. However, I’ve done some thinking and have made the hardest decision of my life. We need to stop. This relationship as we know it cannot continue. It really is me, not you but I hope
“YOU GOT THIS! If you knew how many times I told myself this in a day, you would probably laugh. But you know what, those three simple words have been truly powerful for me. Let me tell you why. Ever since I can remember, I was a quitter. I quit everything I ever started doing. I don’t recall finishing any lessons or achieving a heck of a lot growing up. Maybe I did, but I
I don’t know about you, but I’m in shock! Earlier this week I read something that took me completely by surprise. I had already written another blog post for this week but I’ve been unable to get this other thing off my mind. So, as with most weeks, come Friday, my topic to post about has completely changed from what I’d written earlier this week. What has got me so riled up? Reading Erin’s post
Ask any Mumma who has given birth how they view their midwife and you are sure to get a range of emotive responses. It is, after all, a highly emotive time in anyone’s life! I for one felt nothing but supported, loved and cared for by our wonderful midwife! And I am saddened that she no longer works in this role and when it is time for us to grow our family again, I will
Just when everything is going well, and you think life is great, something happens to confront you and put an end to that happiness. We never anticipate it, we get so busy with our day to day lives that it all just goes by so quickly. You seem like you’re coping but deep down you know there’s something bubbling. A thought/feeling that’s been stewing for so long, but you just wish it would go away.
STOP! Wait a minute! Before you send that text/instant message that you’re about to send. Read this first! If you’re anything like me, you’ve gotten used to flicking a quick message to someone when something comes to your mind. This doesn’t seem like an issue or like it should be a problem however, have you ever stopped to consider the impact to the recipient on the other end? Furthermore, we send those messages while in
Ladies, do you remember before you were a Mumma? Before you had a little human needing your attention 24 hours each and every day? Remember what it was like to just be you and your man? Sometimes I find that I forget, I get so into the grind of life with our little human that I forget that I am not just a Mumma, I am so much more! Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely
The truth!? You can’t handle the truth! The problem with the truth itself, but that we find it hard to tell others the truth for fear of how they may react. Being so afraid of the other person’s reaction, we end up avoiding the conversation or sometimes even lying. It’s easier than facing an uncomfortable situation or upsetting someone we care about. In not telling the truth though, the long-term impact can be far worse.
You got this Mumma, you got this Mumma… I repeat this over and over in my head as we’re sitting in the waiting room at Starship Children’s Hospital waiting to see the cardiologist to attach a Holter Monitor to our precious 2 year old….. You got this Mumma! You can keep it together, you can stay strong, you can fake confidence, you can smile, you can hide the worry in your eyes, you can
I am absolutely tired of feeling like I’m not good enough. Rather than delving into my history to explore the root of why I feel that way, I would rather share my recent learning with you all and my plans for how I am choosing to confront this and move forward from now on. You see, I’ve been this way ever since I can remember. No compliment given ever felt deserved. No accomplishment ever felt