As I’ve stated previously, my blog posts come about organically and because of incidences that happen and this one has been one I had previously placed in a box and shoved at the back of the closet. Marriage is a funny thing. You meet someone and they’re a stranger (that was the first line of… Continue reading I stole him from you, I understand why you’re angry
Short answer “no”. While I am here right before your eyes mostly working, often shopping or enjoying cleaning my house without the two (albeit one small) balls of testosterone destroying all my hard work as soon as it is done, my child is at nursery. However at almost a year old, A being at nursery,… Continue reading “So is his dad looking after him?”
Societal expectations of marriage and relationships have changed over time. Families where both parents work, the primary caregiver (if children are a part of the family unit) often doesn’t exist and household duties are shared equally. Whether you’re male, female, gender fluid or non binary (there are many other “classifications” I just don’t know them… Continue reading We’re Partners, not Parent and Child
A lot can change when you look at a photograph. Let me first clarify that the “you” that I am referencing is not just one person. It’s multiple people from the last decade of my life. It will be explained further but the incidences that I am about to talk about are not in order,… Continue reading An open letter to you: I’m done.
Growing up it was just the two of us. It wasn’t Gilmore Girls, it was life. I spent the first 9 years of my life in America, where I was born, before moving to the UK where I’ve stayed ever since. It wasn’t like TV, you couldn’t slot me in on Dawson’s Creek just like… Continue reading How my Mother ruined “Motherhood” for me
I drafted this blog post a while ago, with the intention of it going one way but something that happened recently has led to me editing it and releasing it sooner than I had intended. I haven’t gone into much detail about me, my husband or Baby A. So here are some bare bones descriptions.… Continue reading The Black Woman with the White Baby
Love. With it having just been Valentine’s Day I thought it was fitting. I don’t actually mean love though, I mean sex, particularly sex after you’ve experienced something come out of where something usually goes in. Now we all know that sex was what got me in the position (waheeey!) that I’m in. The stork… Continue reading The L Word