And thrush. Yup, Dave’s immortal words after our session last night have come back to haunt us both in the form of the yeasty little bastard. And the best bit?! I’VE GOT IT IN MY FUCKING MOUTH TOO!!! So I have thrush down there as well as on my tongue. FFS. Let me rewind a … More “I think the key to success is the blowjob.”
So. I survived. There were sad days. There were tears. But I battled on, like always. And I was reminded of a few things too. I have awesome friends in my life. I’ve never forgotten this, but it’s always nice to remember how privileged you are to call certain women your friends. It started last … More Last week
… we were pregnant. For 36 hours, we were pregnant. It feels weird typing that. I don’t even feel comfortable saying it out loud to people. I don’t feel justified to feel the same sorrow that women who have ‘proper’ miscarriages experience. We never heard a heartbeat. We never had time for a bond to … More A year ago today
Again. I’m not sure how many times I’ve done that over the last year or so because I’ve lost count, but I think I’m getting quite good at disguising it from Dave. I don’t think he knows, and if he didn’t, he will when he reads this. I just let the tears fall silently down … More I cried myself to sleep last night.
Yep, 6 months ago I laid in the bath on a Saturday lunchtime and started Mother of None, on the encouragement of others. The rest is history. Fast forward to now and there’s still no baby, but I’ve had a hell of a lot of support and made many friends along the way. I’ve also … More Happy half birthday to my blog
I don’t care if any of this blog post upsets or offends people, or makes me appear selfish. Because I’m fed up. Fed up with pretending. Fed up with putting on a happy face. Fed up with making out everything is okay. When it is NOT OKAY. Fed up with making polite chit chat. Fed … More Fed up.
So apparently you can learn a lot about your organs and inner workings through a strange and random woman manhandling your sweaty feet and poking and pulling them until you say it hurts. Who knew? What I have just described in layman’s terms is reflexology. Fortunately I don’t have a problem with my feet being … More Clearing out the shit… through my feet.