I wanted so badly to be an Earth Mother Goddess Woman. The embodiment of feminine power and strength. This woman is in tune with nature, in control of her body and empowered by labour and birth…she isn’t fearful, isn’t unhinged, she almost enjoys giving birth, bringing life in to the world like a divine creative…… Continue reading Don’t believe the propaganda – birth is awful. And that’s okay.
I was initially against having a bump photoshoot. My body had changed beyond all recognition, some days I did feel like my inner Earth Goddess was finally manifesting itself in my rounded belly, huge breasts, glossy hair and dewey skin – other days I felt like a refrigerator wrapped in a duvet. The thought of…… Continue reading Why you should have a maternity photoshoot – even if it makes you cringe.
I’d been waiting for it for ages – watching and waiting for Biscoff Week before finally placing my first order with BordersBakeShop after weeks of watching their Instagram feed and drooling over all their delicious makes. I did not regret it. A delicious home made batch of goodies delivered straight through your post box, the…… Continue reading Homemade goodies posted through your letterbox – a pregnant woman’s dream!
My pregnancy this time round has been pretty much identical to my first, but it has been so much harder to get through. What was hard first time round without a toddler to care for has been almost impossible with a child already in tow. I’ve reached the 9 month mark and am due anytime…… Continue reading Leaving a gap between babies – 10 reasons I won’t be having another child for at least 5 years
Having your first baby is like being transported to a parallel universe. It’s still you in the mirror, it’s still your thought stream running through your brain, everything is where you left it when you get back home – but everything is different. The feel of the world is different. Something has shifted, something really…… Continue reading Waking up to find your baby has become a toddler – and trying not to have a breakdown.
I don’t know where I have been or what I have been thinking, but eight months in to my second pregnancy I have only just discovered the absolute bliss of the onesie. They’ve been around so long, everyone I know has at least one – even my husband has a grumpy care bear one that…… Continue reading How have I survived two pregnancies without a onesie?
I have my heart set on a home birth for baby number two, I picture myself in my dining room; floating about in my hired birthing pool with scented candles burning, lights low, some wildly inappropriate documentary on the tv (Stacey Dooley – any investigations in to drug gangs coming up by any chance?) and…… Continue reading Don’t make me go back there! A plea for a homebirth.