unqualified

Ever since my last blog, I have been trying to think of something to write about. I usually write about revelations I have based on experiences, for the purpose of helping or encouraging others who are going through the same thing. However, I have not been able to put my finger on a topic or point as I have never, ever felt more out of my depth than I have since becoming a mother. I have never felt so little self-assurance. I have never been in so many minds. I have never been so unable to process and produce. Continue reading “unqualified”

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arrogant

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As the US election approaches and debates about key issues can be seen plastered on the walls of Facebook, one particular comment resonates with me and my current situation. It is the statement that, ‘My body belongs to me and I can do whatever I want with it.’ I don’t know about other women but I don’t really like to go around boasting about my body. In reality my body is a lot more faulty than I ever would have wanted it to be. Continue reading “arrogant”

pregnant

I remember looking down at that long plastic wand and seeing the undeniably flat, pink line, and then again looking at another one that read, even more unmistakably, ‘1-2 weeks’. I was pregnant. I was about to get something I looked forward to having since I was eight years old and understood that I could have my own babies. Back then I just wanted another baby that looked like me and I loved my family so I wanted one of my own. But finally being the reality, it didn’t feel as magical as I imagined it. Exasperated by the fact that it was not planned, it just felt scary. Continue reading “pregnant”