There was a period of a few months after I’d given birth where I just didn’t leave the house. I’d … Continue reading Latest Thrifty Finds
It was set to be a beautiful weekend so we set off to Woodbridge last Saturday (19th May). It was absolutely gorgeous; the sun was out all day, temperature was high and hardly no-one was out on the streets (presumably all watching the royal wedding).
As I placed the winning bid on a retro tape collection called ‘Storyteller’ from my childhood I felt like I’d won the lottery. Not for me though; for my son.
I was convinced that I couldn’t feed my baby; it feels rediculous now I’m talking about it. After nearly 8 months breastfeeding, for some reason, one afternoon my thoughts spiralled to a place of panic and had me convinced I wasn’t giving my baby everything he needed. He was ill, something bad was going to happen and there was a constant rock-like feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Catching up with my thoughts this last week and I wanted to record how I felt yesterday when I crashed, hard.
About 5 weeks ago I started my first period since getting pregnant (over a year ago). Then I started to feel a bit ‘off’ and I knew that something wasn’t quite right.
When your brain never switches off you get random haikus Continue reading Consequences; an Early Morning Haiku