In February, I turned the big 3-0! All my friends and family had count downs going – this was a big birthday. I left behind a decade of my life and have entered into a new season! Initially I planned to write a post about being thirty but heck, I’m no expert on that – I mean I just got here. (more…)
More than anything else, the title of this post is aimed at me. At my struggle. My struggle with postnatal depression.
Daniel is a week shy of 8 months, he is exclusively breastfed and one of the sweetest babies. I am not just saying that. It’s hard to blame my “baby blues” on him is all I mean, which is something I did for a long time. I told myself it was okay to feel tired, (more…)
Daniel and I got the silver boob award last month hooray! For those of who don’t know what that means, basically I exclusively breastfed him for 6 months. Why an award you might be wondering? Well! Let me just tell you that choosing to breastfeed your baby is NOT for the faint of heart! (more…)
About six weeks ago, I went for my first driver’s license test. It was so bad. I was so ashamed and embarrassed that I had for the last 12 years somehow just NOT got it. Then I failed it.
Several months ago – the unthinkable happened to us. We found out that Emilie had been bullied at school. When we had found out, it was already going on for quite a while and Emilie was exploding with emotions that at the time, she didn’t know how to cope with. I was beside myself. I missed the signs. (more…)