Category: Love

Life doesn’t come with a manual, it comes with a mother, and sometimes she could really use a manual

It’s been a while since my last blog post. I’ve written most of my posts this summer during Hypnagogia. Which means none of them made it onto this blog. It’s been an emotional summer, and therefore hard to concentrate. But here we go. Hold on, it’s gonna be a long ride, this one. Today is the last day of summer… Read more →

What to expect, when you’re not expecting

Mother’s Day. Great for mothers, not so great for women struggling with infertility. Becoming a mother wasn’t my life long dream. While all my friends were having kids, I was enjoying my twenties, partying. I was always a late-bloomer. To be honest, it wasn’t until I turned 29, that I seriously started to contemplate having a child. And even then,… Read more →