A couple of weeks ago the internet went into a mini meltdown. I’m quite partial to a meltdown or two so I know one when I see one. I saw the news first appear on my Facebook feed and soon after it popped up on Instagram. Text messages followed soon after. It was going viral and…
fatherhood
Guilty of mother’s guilt
It’s 7.30am on Saturday morning and I’m in my car. I’m child and husband free. It’s just me and Fleetwood Mac. I even stop and grab a coffee and I relish the feeling of freedom. I’m driving down the Coast to Pro Blogger and after already having spent the day before at the conference I’m anticipating…
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…