I’ve been skirting around the idea of writing a weekly diary here for a little while. Ben is changing so fast that for every simple moment of pure toddler magic
The story of a pink dress, the postpartum body that it would never fit, and a new sense of love and acceptance for being larger and softer than before. Because my body is amazing and it deserves a dress that fits
He’s finally drifting off to sleep. Tummy full of milk, busy little hands fidgeting into stillness. Sleepy mumbles that sound almost like waking.
I’m not usually one for resolutions. But for 2018 I decided to focus on a single word, a mantra for 2018. Given how much constant motion and change is just around the corner for me, the word that immediately occurred to me was flux.
Birth rarely goes to according to plan, and mine was no exception. But three months on I am extremely grateful for my “unnatural” birth
As a woman, is it un-feminist to change your name after marriage? Speaking as someone who didn’t change her name I wholeheartedly believe that no, it isn’t!