And in nine days… It will be one year since my baby Willow-Rose died. I’m going to spend the week making over her grave since it’s gotten a little weathered because of all the rain and wind we’ve had these past few months. I’ll share how it looks when it’s finished / before and after… …
Category: Personal
Personal Blogs.
Your SCARS tell YOUR STORY. Love your Stretch Marks, Love your Scars, Love your Wobble and Flab and Fat.
(Someone just asked, so yes feel free to share this) Once again, someone said to me today: “Oh, you’re so lucky, you had a kid but you didn’t destroy your stomach like me.” With stretch marks scratched all over our tummies, wobbly pouches, funny belly-buttons and numerous scars – our bodies certainly change a lot …
Why I still say I have two children, even though one of them died.
“Oh you have kids? How many?”
“Two. But one died.”
Why I refuse to be ashamed of my mental health / illness
I know many of us around the world suffer with illnesses and disabilities: both conspicuous and invisible. Sometimes these conditions take control of your time, limit our everyday abilities and diminish our quality of life. The only important thing in these instances to remember is to always keep fighting: do not become the victim to …