Someone asked me the other day if I have made an resolutions for 2015. Seriously. Every single day I’m winging it so the idea of actually making plans and goals for 2015 sends me into a mild panic. Let alone doing it in December. Odd considering that in the past I would not only write…
I get by with a little help from my friends
It’s often only in hindsight that you can look at the positives that come out as a result of going through any personal challenge. After years of IVF and now well and truly into parenting a fabulous albeit crazy toddler that I am able to do this. Despite how shitty the IVF experience was, I…
Mummy whispering
The funny thing about my IVF journey is that even though I am an optimist by heart and even in my darkest moment, I still did everything I could to remain positive that one day I would have a baby. Despite this though, there was a big part of me that genuinely felt that it…
Hello to high heels and hot coffee
The fog is slowly rising and a sure sign that I’m emerging from mummy & baby land is that today I’m wearing high heels. I’m also drinking a hot coffee and because I’m at work and MM is at home today with Charlie the chance of me finishing this coffee while it is still hot is…
Here comes the sun
I remember very clearly Anzac Day in 2012. MM and I always go to the dawn service in the city and this year one of two things were going to occur. Either we’d be going to the service or we would be going to an embryo transfer. The service it was. After a very early breakfast we arrived back…
Bloody hell
I wish I could say that the next 6 months of pregnancy went without a hitch and that the following months were of zen like pregnancy yoga and glowy skin and hair but that then would be poppycock. Of course after everything, I loved that I was pregnant and not a day went by when I didn’t feel…