Welcome to the second installment in our special three-part contribution, written by the lovely Kate Noppert as part of our monthly Real Birth Story Series! Over the weekend, Kate shared the incredible story of the birth of her first daughter, and if you missed it, you can read it here! This second contribution sees Kate bravely tell the story of her battle with PND after her first birth. She shares her experience with one of the hardest and darkest times that a mother can go through with us in a real, raw, and painful way. (more…)
Here is the seventh instalment in our Real Birth Story Series, contributed by the lovely Kate Noppert! Kate has kindly contributed not one, but THREE amazing stories and I feel so incredibly privileged to be able to publish them all for you over the next coming week. Today I am honoured to present to you the first incredible part of Kate’s three-part contribution, which relates to the birth of her first beautiful daughter – Astrid. It outlines the struggles that Kate was forced to face when labouring with Astrid, and the complete loss of control over her own body and birth outcome. I hope that you enjoy the first part of this very raw and honest account of Kate’s journey into parenthood as much as I did… xxx (more…)
I went out for dinner with a friend last week. I know, right?! I’m shocked too. Shocked that I am doing something that resembles having my own grown up kinda life again… Yep, mummas gotta get a life, however in the year and a half since my little one was born I have lived every day weighed down by an immense sense of guilt… It’s constantly nagging at me and wont bugger off. Stupid jerky guilt. (more…)
Recently I had “one of those days”. Or more so, “one of those weeks”. Actually now that I think about it, it actually occurred smack bang in the middle of “one of those months”. One of those months where I walked through each day questioning why I am here. Why Am I Here? What the hell is it all for?? How can I grab hold of my own happiness and live it? Sigh. I bloody wish I knew the answers, but at that time I was really just going through the motions of life feeling…well…lost. And the more that I pondered those questions, the louder they got and the more confused and lost I felt. (more…)
Hooray! Its my birthday! And to celebrate in style, I would like to present to you the extra special story of MY birth. Yep, me. Being born. Into this world. So, without further ado, here is the sixth instalment in our Real Birth Story Series! It was written by MY OWN lovely mother Cesarina and tells the story about my crazy (and very early) entry into this world. Things were pretty different 35 years ago. But I think I turned out relatively ok. Could have done with a smaller nose though. Sigh. So sit back, relax, and I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed living it, lol. xxxx (more…)
So, I almost punched my hairdresser the other day. On the morning of my appointment, I was wrenched awake at 5:15am by the howls of a baby calling for his doggy. Yep, you heard it. He wanted his doggy. Not his mummy, or his daddy, but his dog. The dog who quickly walks in the other direction whenever the baby comes towards him. Because no-one likes to be squealed at and head butted when you are trying to snooze, right??! Doggggyyyyyyyyyyyy! (more…)
Here is the fifth instalment in our Real Birth Story Series, contributed by the lovely Chanel Bornoff from the brilliant blog – The Mama Edit. Chanel is mum to a gorgeous little boy, Jack, and this is the story of his birth. It was the most perfect birth for their family and was carried out in total calm and joy. It was as “civilised” as a birth can be… lol… I hope you enjoy reading Chanel’s story as much as I did! xxx” (more…)
So, we had a family photo shoot last weekend for the blog. It was awkward as hell, but it had to be done. Well, it didn’t HAVE to be done, but I had been given a voucher to have it done by the amazing and talented Celeste Reid Larkins and I was actually really excited about it. In the lead up to it I had all of these visions about how kick ass I would be. I had all of these super cool outfit plans in my head, never mind the fact that I would have to get changed mid location surrounded by weeds, enraged magpies and the occasional piles of dog poo. (more…)
Oh dear god. We have fleas. Yep, we’ve got a case of the dirty stinking flippity flappy fleas. Well, to be more specific – the poor dog is the one with the flea problem (and also quite possibly the carpet), but WE have to live with him living with fleas, and that’s tough enough. In fact, it is downright gross… Ugh, so gross. (more…)
