If you’ve followed my blog, my last post was about my time being detained and the final part of my so called “recovery”. I’m going to go back to this and explain what happened next. I was in the MBU and after an “incident” Beatrix was taken off of me and I was transferred to… Continue reading 2020 – F**ck you.
Since my admission to a psychiatric unit I’ve been on a mission to remove negativity from my life. Things that I believe to be toxic to my happiness and well being, have gone. This has included social media, I’ve been away from social media for around a month now. Do I miss it? Not really.… Continue reading Life Cleansing
So many people time and time again question how I do it? Do what? Be a parent, a mum? I just do, just like every other mum I know. The days you don’t hear from me, the days I lay low are the days I admit to myself that it’s overwhelming, that I need time… Continue reading Carer vs Mother
Easter! 🐰🐣 Well, Easter is another time of year we can’t just celebrate and give milky bar eggs to all the children. It may seem stupid, but it hurts. It is heartbreaking to watch Ralph and Steven get excited about the Easter bunny, chocolate and all the little things children enjoy. Of course we don’t… Continue reading Easter
sit thinking alot about how my life has taken a complete 360 since 2013. I love how Facebook has this amazing way to transport you back in time and remind you just how much you’ve let yourself go… Alot. How you’ve given up trying to make yourself look good or even caring . I used… Continue reading Beautiful Chaos
When you were born and we learnt of your condition(s) I lost all hope. Any dreams and aspirations that I had been playing out in my mind for the last 9 months had gone. I didn’t believe that any of that was possible, I fully and whole hearted believed you would be better off if… Continue reading To My Daughter…
In today’s society you see women and celebrities flaunting their washboard post baby figures just weeks after welcoming a new arrival. The reality is most of us don’t have the money nor time to invest into personal trainers, chefs, oh, and a nanny to look after the brood whilst you tend to your postpartum pouch!… Continue reading Postpartum
