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.
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Midwife Emerging.
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.
Being Jolene
https://youtu.be/KFSM9Az-kms Love these random freeze frames, don't you? I love this song. I love it so much. As do millions of other people all over the world since it was first written and released by Dolly Parton in 1973. She says she wrote it as something all women could relate to- please don't take my … Continue reading Being Jolene
Tuesday Tunes- Maybe it’s Time…
https://youtu.be/UIRwp2JtetA ❤ Email followers, please click on the title above to access YouTube clip ❤ "... to let the old ways die." I can't think of anything better, than letting the old ways, that do not serve our highest good, go. And die. Forever and ever amen. Especially after the year we've had... On a … Continue reading Tuesday Tunes- Maybe it’s Time…
Bittersweet
The dress fits once more. I reached a milestone today. Finally, I can enjoy wearing this beautiful dress again, after 7 weeks of intermittent fasting and exercise to shed the 10 excess kilos that have crept on over the past 2 years. Today I'm 70.1kg, down from 74.6kg at the start of these concerted efforts. … Continue reading Bittersweet
My Perfectly Wonderful, Ungrateful Kids
Looking angelic, five minutes before the spectacular meltdown as Reina's ice cream dripped and drooped over her cone, hands, dress, and somehow all over her face, much faster than she could consume it. A new rule was born: cups only! After 6 deliciously relaxing days away at the coast en famille, I am feeling ever … Continue reading My Perfectly Wonderful, Ungrateful Kids
I Am Not My Body
I wrote my 2 week intermittent fasting report card a couple of days ago, because I want to keep a record of progress reports that involve facts and figures. But it wasn't the blog I really wanted to write. Every time I find myself naked in front of the bathroom mirror as I prepare for … Continue reading I Am Not My Body
To Have and To Hold
My lady's blood pressure measured 148/100. That couldn't be right. She was a healthy antenatal woman, expecting her first child at 40 years old after several miscarriages and a long struggle to fall pregnant. She would be with us on the ward until her induction of labour as close to term (37 weeks and over) … Continue reading To Have and To Hold
Thirty-something and Soul-Searching in Suburbia 