First Birthdays…

Such a day of big feelings as my littlest person turned one.A crazy year. But one in which she grew beautifully. Strong and clever and affectionate.Such a feeling of pride, elation, sadness, nostalgia and unbridled joy. Knowing my little baby is gone. But is replaced...

Overcompensating

There’s a tiny person turning 1 in the morning. In lockdown. One year ago I was wandering around our old place in labour. I’d bought a bunny snuggly that day since the shops had JUST reopened. My husband was setting up the birth pool. Bubba was on the way, and so were...

Lockdown 4.0

Lockdown this time is weird. Still feels awkward and I’m still a grumpy bitch (my poor children) and I’m still ready to not be at home all the time anymore. But it also feels familiar and the trauma response has been more diluted by that fact somehow. The hope that...

Vomit Comet

Over the weekend, two of my children destroyed my car with vomit over the course of a four hour round trip. We missed a very important birthday party, I missed a long awaited/ much needed women’s circle. It was just dreadful altogether. In terms of the vomit horror...

iheartmen (at birth)

I don’t always support men in the birth space.Sometimes there’s no men there at all for a variety of reasons. But one of the greatest gifts of being a birth worker is working with men who genuinely love women (or birthing people in whatever identity). I seriously love...