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I downloaded the Instagram app in late 2011 after reading an interesting article online about it. I only knew it was a social network, and the journalist who wrote the piece rated it more highly than Facebook. Being a Facebook fanatic at the time, I was very curious to find out more. I had a […]

In 2016, I travelled to Zimbabwe to lay the tombstone of Dreamboat’s mother.  It was my third trip to my husband’s homeland months after his mum died unexpectedly of a stroke. Culturally, the laying of the tombstone happens roughly a year after someone passes, after the rains. Spiwe was already buried in her husband’s (Emmanuel’s […]

I’ve been depressed four times in my life. The first was when I was at the tail end of my first trimester, pregnant with Makia.  The second was recovering from Covid the first time I had it, January 2022. The third time was when I was at the tail end of my first trimester, pregnant […]

“What happened to you? You used to be as tough as nails.”  That’s what Mum said last week when I told her a story about needing Dreamboat’s help.  “I’ve never heard you talk like that.”  That was another observation made by Mum this week when I was describing my Covid symptoms. I was using words […]

Three weeks ago, I was flat on my back during my weekly Pilates class, trying to breathe into my back.  Pilates has surprised me in many ways since I started in early 2021. It is foundational. In many ways, I liken the practice of Pilates on the body to the practice of mindfulness on the […]

Today was the best day of my life!  Actually, no. That’s a lie. Today was a good day, not the best, but pretty damm good. 8/10.  But the reason why today stands out for me is not because good things happened. In fact, many objectively bad things happened.  Nope. Today stands out as a good […]

Are you okay?  That’s what the email asked.  A thoughtful question from a concerned soul on my email database. (Thank you, I love that you asked.) When I read it, though, I wobbled. “I don’t know, am I okay?” I thought.  I had my son in my arms. He had just fallen asleep at my […]

This week has been hard for me. I’ve been sleeping badly; my son William is co-sleeping and waking me up regularly to feed for comfort. There’s also something in the air, full moon energy, perhaps.  A part of me wanted to take my two ‘work’ days and use them to read, sleep, eat chocolate and […]

Trigger alert: this article features words and images about birth trauma. The content may be triggering if you have had a traumatic birth experience. Please make sure you have support if you choose to proceed.  This week is birth trauma awareness week. I sat on the fence about writing about something so personal, which is […]