Mother's Intuition
| Navigating devastating outcomes | Motherhood | Intuition | It’s funny you know, we have heard the term “Mothers intuition” a thousand...
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Shem Shem
| Reliving precious memories | Falling in love for a short time | My whole life I have suffered terrible hay fever allergies to the point...
Espresso Depresso
| Navigating feelings of defeat | Struggles of sleeplessness | Working a Thankless Job | Motherhood I haven’t been doing so well lately....
Filling My Cup
| Finding time to accomplish something for myself | Motherhood | Do you ever just get a hankering to do something you used to do when you...
Breast Feeding
| Overcoming trials of breast feeding | Bonding | Grateful | Had you of asked me 6 years ago if I was ever going to breast feed, I would...
Sleep Deprivation
| Navigating motherhood with Sleep Deprivation | I wake up tired every day. Not tired, obliterated. As I sit down and take my first sip...
Max
| A Tribute to Max & a Lesson in Adulthood Learned Through Grief | As I sit here admiring my heavily aging Border Collie Barney and think...
Pre-School
| Surviving the Emotional Rollercoaster of Sending my Toddler to Pre-School | The time has come for my first baby to go to pre-school....
Stripper Shoes
Overcoming Judgement | Confidence | Style We pulled up to the church after what felt like the longest drive. Emotions of attending a...
C-Section.
Embracing the Unexpected: My Healing Journey After a C-Section. Disclosure: This entry details dissapointment around giving birth,...
Sports Day
Sports Day details a childhood memory which has shaped me and perhaps traumatised me me whole life.
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ABOUT
This is What We're Here For.
This is the question I'm asking myself here.
Since becoming a mother four years ago, and I'm sure a lot of other mums can attest to this;
I don't know who I am anymore.
At the roots I know my core values. I know I am strong and passionate. I know I'm authentically myself and I pride myself on being true in all aspects of my life, be it motherhood, friendships, relationships etc.. but I have lived a good 32 years on this earth and failed to find a reason, or a purpose if you will. Perhaps I can just exist and be this very person, exactly the way I am- and it be enough. Perhaps the darkness will consume me and I never had the chance to speak. Or perhaps I will overcome all life's little challenges and have some positive lessons to share with you?
And then I wonder; what if I died and my children didn't get to know any parts of my life?
I want to share some of my thoughts with whoever wants to read it. I want to show you all the unmasked version of myself.
I am hoping that while I sit here and reflect on all these years I have spent behind a mask in fear that you won’t like me, I can turn over all the little stones to reveal the true me. Someone you can get to know and hopefully like without me trying to be the person I think you will like.
Hopefully, I will remember who I am or once was. I will find a feeling of contempt and accomplishment and thus find some "happy".
For me. For you. For my Children.
On this journey of self discovery, I will share with you some of my deepest thoughts and experiences along with lessons learned, questions to ponder and just some everyday stories that I have taken the time to unfold in this journal.
Come with me as I type my way through this mess.
I ask that you keep an open mind and soft heart as you emerse yourself in my journey- try not to judge, for this is my life and my own personal experiences that I am choosing to share and be it beautiful or ugly, it is real.
For me. For you. For my Children.
Love, Trina x
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