Way back in January, when feeling suitably whale sized in my 3rd trimester of pregnancy, I stumbled across a Facebook page called "boob or bust" they helped me get out of my ill fitting bra, and in to one that would support me and my expanding bosom to the end of pregnancy and beyond. 7... Continue Reading →
Please don’t touch me. Nursing aversion Sucks.
Aversion is a good word. In fact, repulsion is an even better word. I am repulsed by breastfeeding.
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From one Mama to another
Social media can be a glorious thing. A few days ago (OK, maybe 2 weeks) a tweet popped up on my Twitter TL from a mama I have been following and sporadically interacting with for a few months. Jules, like myself, is a mum, a blogger and reaching out to other mamas when she feels... Continue Reading →
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Then you were gone
When you turn to look at the toddler and realise he's slipped out of sight. When you look at your husband and the sheer panic on his face tells you he can't see the toddler either.
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For my husband
I promise to empower you, to support you, and to be patient with you I will always defend you I promise to trust you to inspire you, you to comfort you and to excite you I promise I will never use cruel words or selfish actions,or be careless with your heart I promise to hold... Continue Reading →
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Travelling in to darkness.
Travelling with small people is horrible. The constant anxiety of which one will scream next, the miles and miles of road ahead...
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Pride Before a Fall
Day 3 of Vivienne being Earth side. 8:05 am, cue me, in tears calling the midwifery team. My daughter is 3 days old, I'm breastfeding her and she's swallowing blood. She's my second child and I just cannot do this anymore. I cannot do this. Just like that. After 18.5 months of breastfeeding Sebastien,... Continue Reading →
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Gentle C Section: Our Story
Due to maternal health, I have requested a C section for the birth of my daughter, as after much research, this will be the safest option for both of us. I am aware that I can help our daughter have a calm birth even when born by C-section. I know by helping my daughter have a gentle birth she will benefit emotionally and physically, short and long term.
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Cooking up a storm (disaster!)
I'm not a proud baker. Not in the slightest. I think cakes and bakes have always been a matter of luck rather than charm or talent (and a hefty dose of "cheating") Yes, Dr Oetker, and Betty Crocker I'm looking at you! It's probably a good thing. Because now we have the toddler. Baking has... Continue Reading →
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