Did feminism suck all the fun out of motherhood?

I have always considered myself a feminist. Sure, I might not ‘look’ like one (whatever that means, but I’ve been told it before), but I am. Heck, let’s be honest here: every woman is a feminist even if they don’t realise it, because feminism in its basic, basal terms is just about women demanding equality…

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How song lyrics can transform your life

I am an unashamed Taylor Swift fan. #TeamTaylor and all that. Yes! That was me waving the flag at the front of the #Swifty brigade. OK, now we’ve got that sorted I can dig a little deeper into her latest album (which, by the way, is fucking amazing). Anyway, on the song ‘End Game’ Taylor…

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Why does my husband find parenting so easy?

A few months after giving birth I asked my husband how he thought I was doing at this whole motherhood thing. “I always knew you’d be a good mother. You’re good at everything you do, you’re such a perfectionist”. He complimented me. He comforted me. He stroked my ego. But (me being me) I didn’t…

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Why working mother guilt may not be such a bad thing after all…

The guilt, my god the guilt. The confidence and conviction exhibited in first-time mothers about how they will cope/react/adjust when their baby arrives can only be compared to that of a 16-year-old teenager and their approach to, well, just about everything. They pretty much know it all, okay? They’ve read the books. They’ve watched the…

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The Yellow Wallpaper

Prompted by the recommendation of a friend of mine I re-read The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. I first read the short story while studying feminist literature at university. In a TLDR snapshot, the story was written in 1892 and is a first person account by a new mother detailing her own what would now…

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A very bad week…

I haven’t had a chance to write anything for a while now primarily because I’ve been so fucking tired. And, also, because there’s no time to do anything other than baby stuff. I’m not complaining about that believe me. I’m just saying; the idea of being able to do things that are not baby related…

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Why I won’t let my baby cry herself to sleep…

I am tired. I am so tired that my bones ache. I am so tired that I nearly ran into a wall today, twice. I am so tired that I pumped 120mL of breast milk for my baby only to pour it down the drain. I am so tired that I end up forgetting what I’m talking about…

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