Category: life writing
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Seasons Of Trauma
My therapist once introduced me to an interesting concept when we were discussing the ebbs and flows of my mental health. I actually think it came up because we were discussing my birthday and how I felt absolutely no excitement despite being in a completely new situation now. In my abusive relationship, my birthday was…
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Bonding With My Boy
Today I want to share something absolutely amazing with you all. A few days ago, while I was cleaning up, I caught a glimpse of a notebook in my sons room. In big red lettering across the top was printed the word: STORY. Feeling instantly elated and nostalgic, I backed away and left the room…
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Thoughts on Gentle Parenting
It’s bloody hard, I’ll tell you that. When I say the words ‘gentle parenting’ often people will just assume that means I’m a pushover and I let my kids rule the roost. What it actually means is treating your child like they are a human being, respecting them and their feelings the same way you…
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The Massacre In The Garden
Anyone who knows me in real life knows that I cannot keep a plant alive for love nor money. Saying that, there is a healthy little Jade Plant on my desk at home that is thriving. It was a gift from a friend. Sometimes when I’m working I share my drink with it, it doesn’t…
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Trying Not To Be Chair Shaped #4
Today, I decided to try some alternate exercise. I went on the trampoline with the children. Very nearly wet myself. I’m three children deep, you’d think I’d know a thing or two about incontinence by now, but my pelvic floor seemed to survive thus far. Perhaps it was turning thirty-one that did it. Either way,…