Time

With the absence of time we no longer have to be accountable for anything that we will put forth in this life. Time is our measurement of life well lived. It doesn’t necessarily mean quantity but this would be an exact scenario of quality. Without time there is no pressure, no ridicule for not “living”…

Monday Promises

I love the promises of a new week. For me the fact that it is Monday doesn’t change my day much. It’s still clean, clean, clean, take care of my baby and live a very modern Snow White life. My mornings are always the same. Somedays I get up early enough to have my few…

There are no words…

There are no words but maybe just a few. I am trying really hard to love my husband like really hard so I am keeping myself busy. Submerging myself with the things that give me most joy. Any and all time spent with my son, time spent with my family, any time I get to…

Monday Blues?

I guess my coping skills are getting a whole lot better. I try very hard to be positive every day and its very easy for me to start spiralling negatively. Well the first thing that started this week was I spilled 200 ml of breast milk. I know no big deal right? Well kindof just…

The day after

Nothing can prepare you for the day after. The night before going to bed, although in pain nothing can prepare you for the void of waking up no longer being pregnant. I vaguely remember going blind into the bathroom, the firemen threatening to call the police on me for not co-operating, I had to work…

Post Partum

I am not to sure if I am suffering from post partum, lack of sleep, or stress. I do feel majorly ripped off at how my baby was born. I miss that part of being pregnant. I was so excited watching my belly grow and I knew at 33 weeks it was just a matter…

First week of motherhood…

Well we survived our first week. You can never feel ready for motherhood, and I sure wasn’t. It took 3 days to meet my son because I was in ICU in recovery. So with that it also took 3 days to name him. It was sure annoying when the hospital staff kept asking what his…

One year anniversary

Yesterday was my one year anniversary. Its such an incredible feeling for over 20 years I struggled. I dated guys who didn’t deserve me, I didnt realize my self worth. I was stolen from, abused both mentally, physically and sexually. I may have drank too much and hung out with bad people. I tried every…