Breastfeeding is a bitch

I am not talking about out dated views of up tight woman and judgmental men , who believe it is fine to have breasts plastered to every billboard to advertise what ever some male dominated advertising exec thinks that  will sell. But woo be tide any woman who openly  breast feeds in public, not covered […]

My First breastfeeding blog …

Let down No one told me that my breasts were going to itch like I wanted to rip the skin off, to burn when she first latches on, to stay erect painfully for hours after. That let down would hit whenever and where ever your body deemed and it would feel, firstly like my boobs […]

Time heals all wounds ?

My C section still hurts ! I don’t mean just physically. I mean emotionally and mentally. This blog isn’t a jovial one , and isn’t really about baby either. This is about what happens to you in becoming a Mum. Not the responsibilities , the pressures and the expectations. Thats all talked about in other […]

Getting out of my head

So I did it, she’s here ! And its wonderful and exciting and overwhelming and scary and depressing. And its all my fault. Theses blogs aren’t just how lovely and serene motherhood can be but how we can experience it in many different ways.  So there I was  all ready to go off to the […]

Reality Bites

Like the first time you say or write your age after a birthday and it hits you, your new reality. Becoming or being a mum ( to me ) feels like that! It hasn’t really hit me yet. And she is three weeks old, I stare at her head, kiss her sweet cheeks, love her […]

Lotions and Potions

I’ve never been one to buy into those advertisings about moisturisers , cleansers, toners and all that to make your skin look younger, healthier and less lines. I feel like it’s a crock and I am happy ageing disgracefully, but I have to say becoming pregnant and now a mum I find myself doing a […]

Markers of Motherhood

As you may have read, that I didn’t get my daughter easily, So I was going to breast feed if it killed me, not literally but I was determined. You see the breast is best isn’t ( just) for my daughter, it was a selfish want and need in me.  We had a rough start, […]