It's a boy 😍 21 weeks today. The son we never thought we'd have is growing at lightning speed (80th percentile!) as is my girth. Somewhere in the past 5 weeks I've gone from 'what baby?' to 'whoaaa baby!'. A lovely colleague I hadn't seen in a few weeks cast her eyes over my enormous … Continue reading Pregnant and Fighting F*t
I wanted it to be a little bit special when we told the girls about the pregnancy. This was not planned, I didn't think they had seen it coming, and I felt it could go either way: be taken really well or really badly. I knew there would be anxiety about mummy's attention being pulled … Continue reading Telling the Girls- The Rest.
https://youtu.be/jl0tADiwBz0 I've been in a funk lately, as detailed in this morning's blog offering about my adulting fatigue. Check out https://soulsearchinginsuburbia.com/2021/04/14/fatigue/ to feel my first world pain. I even missed last week's sing song and almost missed this week's, despite having gotten together with Dee for some soothing creative expression over the weekend. We were … Continue reading Tunes Tuesday…on Wednesday
Two years of breastfeeding wasn't enough, this child is still obsessed with my boobs. I have adulting fatigue today. And yesterday. And most of these school holidays to be honest. Perhaps that's why I've not written a word for 2 weeks. Or perhaps it's the other way around. I already know that writing every day … Continue reading Fatigue
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JTWXBtq5aYg "And I know I don't possess you, with all my heart, God bless you." I adore this song. The girls and I have been listening to the Mamma Mia 2 soundtrack on high rotation, not for the first time. We all love ABBA (how can you not?!), we love Mamma Mia 1 and 2 … Continue reading Tunes Tuesday: My Love, My Life
Photo by Ketut Subiyanto on Pexels.com Losing weight is such a fraught endeavour. I've written extensively about my struggle with this before, in particular; the terrible shame around the hypocrisy of trying to mindfully raise girls who like and accept their whole selves, body heart and soul- when I cannot honestly claim to be one, … Continue reading Thigh Gap Pride: May we all please call BS.
I came to midwifery much later in life, beginning study at 30 years of age when my eldest was just 1, and graduating 5 years later when my youngest was just shy of 3. It was a gruelling path and I would not have stuck to it through all the trials, tribulations, sacrifice and anxiety … Continue reading Midwife Emerging.
Photo by Marcos Flores on Pexels.com I ended my first article on Catherine Bell's fantastic concept of a comprehensive, evidence-informed 'Birth Map' instead of a linear, poorly researched 'Birth Plan', with a plea to women everywhere: "Women, please. Embrace your power. Express your power. Don’t keep it hidden. This is your birth, your way. Knowledge … Continue reading More on Why Making a Birth Map Matters- a midwife’s perspective
Raisin toast and coffee, writing and rest, crystals and cards. This is what extreme self care looks like at my house today 🌷 I need to practice this today. Last night was a difficult shift with a beautiful labouring woman, for several reasons. I am very hard on myself, in a way I would not … Continue reading Extreme Self Care
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQS1gA-xslk If you like bloopers look out for Dee's facial expression at 2:46...It was take 4 and I wasn't doing it again! Well here we are, it's another Tuesday and I haven't blogged about something else since my last #tunestuesday offering, or the one before that (look at me go, experimenting with hashtags). On one … Continue reading Tunes Tuesday and an Update – “Tell Him”- Done Differently.