Parenthood and shit days go hand in hand, and if you thought any different then sorry but this is your wake up call. Unless of course you're one of those annoying stepford-wife-robots and are completely in denial of how utterly shit your spawn can be at times. Sorry, but I'm not buying it when… Continue reading Shit Days
First off, you don't need to justify anything to me. I don't know what I'm doing either, pal. There are books upon books written about parenting, so much so that if a first-time mum went searching for a bit of solace and support, she can end up feeling rather panicked at all of the conflicting… Continue reading Parent Your Way
I’ve always had body insecurities – who hasn’t? While at school the majority of my friends were naturally skinny and I went through that stage of trying everything I could to be just like them. Turns out, I’m just not built that way and it took me a long time to actually (sort of) accept that. Then all of a sudden my body doesn’t belong to me anymore, it belongs to the baby it’s trying to grow.