I’ve seen the moon 

I’ve seen the moon.  I’ve seen the moon laying on the bonnet of my car, smoking a joint with a friend, laughing about life. I’ve looked at the moon with its bright yellow face, ‘a land made of cheese…’ A night light; a friendly bright light that I’m grateful for, to guide me as I…

Valentine’s Day sucks balls. 

For some, Valentine’s Day is just a day. A day where millions are made from corporate companies. It doesn’t mean anything because you celebrate love everyday. For others, like me… it’s THE day to celebrate love. A day to celebrate smooches and cuddles… feed each other chocolate and go to the movies holding hands. The…

Sometimes, it’s really f#%kin hard. 

Pregnancy is a blessing. You know how I know that? Because people will tell you. They’ll tell you be grateful for your pregnancy, there are people out there who struggle. Be grateful. Two words I’m forever hearing as a mother.  Be grateful. Being grateful means I was scared to open up how I felt about…

When a mother is born 

When a child is born, a mother is born too.  She has given birth not only to an amazing life, but a new life of her own. She is starting something new. A journey into something she has never experienced before. Something that no book or class could ever prepare her for. A life that…

Beach body 

When I was 13 I became aware of my body. I became aware that because I wasn’t thin, I wasn’t worthy. “Not you fatty” I remember a boy said to me when I was walking with a friend and he called out to us. “Not you, we don’t want you fatty” From that day, I decided…

The zoo 

I feel like the zoo is a perfect place to realise how fucking hard motherhood is.  I’ve bought a membership so I’m like there every week. I broke the mould of anxiety and went once by myself and now I feel like I’m a pro at it. I walked around with my children and joined…

Losing yourself 

You will lose a part of yourself when you become a mother. There was a time where I used to strut my shit around like I was Mark Wahlberg in some CK whites, but those days came to a sudden halt after I had a baby.  But it’s not just about no longer fitting into…

They didn’t tell me 

I never asked how motherhood would be. People enjoyed telling me how it would be. They said enjoy your sleep now, you’ll never get it back. They didn’t tell me how naked I would feel. That I would feel so fragile. I would feel like I could break into a million pieces. That the new…

Mummymoon 

This weekend, I took a mummymoon. Not a babymoon or a honeymoon, but a mummymoon…  A mummymoon is a mummy holiday when a mumma of the house is tired, exhausted rundown overworked and under paid. It’s when she cannot sing old McDonald happily one more time, and if she has to watch Paw Patrol or…

I rocked you 

I rocked you tonight. Something I haven’t had to do since you were tiny.  You fell into my life and you automatically knew what would break me, so you never peeped. You just closed your eyes when you were tired and drifted off. But tonight I rocked you.  I didn’t count the polkadots in your…

Little Bit Boring 

The door shuts  And here we are, alone in the house with two children.  Breakfasts on the floor, dirty nappies, changing of clothes, preparing for whatever day we are going to have all before 8. It won’t be 9 before there’s caffeine involved for me, any later than 9:30 and the day will be a…

Mummy blogging rant

Mummy blogging? Friend or foe? Enemy or enema? Someone asked me, the other day, where I find the time to blog ? Truth be told, I don’t. I don’t have time. I’m a quick at typing and I ignore everyone for a good 15 minutes until I’m done writing.  Here I am trying to unite…