Two weeks ago, I picked up my laptop for the first time in nearly two years. The last time I’d gone to use the laptop it wouldn’t turn on. After showing it to my tech-head husband (and he reiterated that he’d told me not to buy a laptop) it seemed to be a dead duck….
To say that the last six months have been full-on and overwhelming would be an understatement to say the least. There has been so many occasions where I wanted to start writing again but it just hasn’t happened. I’ve missed having this as an outlet to not only express myself but also to clear my head. So, let me catch you up on what has been happening over the last six months.
Minus a couple of specifics, I have the life that I always dreamed of having. The truth is that I’ve had that life for a while, but I just hadn’t acknowledged it.
I must have sat on the floor for all of two or three minutes throwing myself a pity party. During that time I mentally berated myself for (but not limited to): worst Mum ever; getting upset and raising my voice at a baby; mimicking the behaviour of a one year old and then saying no; for emotionally scarring my child by behaving like a nut case and wondering when my neighbours would be calling child protective services.
Instead of having dozens of options of things to wear, the choices at present are narrowed drastically by what’s clean and what might fit. I grabbed a cute grey dress out of the cupboard and held it up against myself. The possibility of greasy or dirty little hands leaving marks on the light coloured silk fabric was too much of a risk. Plus, wearing the dress meant making a trip to the dry cleaner sometime in the future. Why do I still own things that are dry clean only?
For a period of time, I didn’t feel like a person anymore. I felt like a (incredibly exhausted, vomited and faeces covered) body wandering around with two HUUUUUUGE breasts attached. The downside of breastfeeding for me was feeling as though the milk bar was ALWAYS open.
Welcome to Part 3… If you haven’t already, you can start HERE with part 1 or HERE with part 2! Don’t be scared to leave the house with the baby. It will really help you to shift the energy of being cooped up in the house for long periods of time. Even if you just…
So you’ve just had a baby, it’s finally time to leave the hospital and go home. You will be leaving with a new baby. That’s right. Medical professionals are going to let YOU take a new baby home. What the heck are you supposed to do once you get home? That’s when the fun really…
I used to be an avid watcher of the TV show, One Born Every Minute. I loved that in the space of an hour (well with ads maybe 40ish minutes) the audience would be introduced to three different women, their journey and we would watch their bubs be born. I remember one particular episode where…
“You should really get him into baby modelling and get him signed up with an agent.”