My last blog entry on traveling was when Momo was just 7 months old. He’s almost 2 now and boy have things changed! He’s running, and talking, and for a change awake.. well, most of the time!
My journey to motherhood wasn’t bright and happy. It was trying, dark and unexpected, but it led me to the most incredible kind of love I have ever known. I had an unplanned pregnancy and a premature birth. I vowed that I wouldn’t sugar coat it.
Throwing it back to our very first play date! I don’t think I would have had half as much fun with motherhood if it wasn’t for this loony bunch. Listen up new mamas: “don’t compromise who you are when you become a mom”.
It’s been one week since Baby Mo’s homecoming and it’s also New Year’s Eve; I think it’s a great excuse for some reflection ? So, if cheese isn’t your thing and Oscar speeches are so 2017, read no further! ✋You’ve been warned ?
So, let me share my milk story with you! I gave birth at 29 weeks. Just to put things in perspective that’s 4 weeks after my bump first started showing and just 6 weeks after I first started feeling kicks.
I shared this post on Facebook and I thought I should also post it to the blog, as the topic of bullying is such a pressing issue with so many parents I meet.
I may be on my way to motherhood, but I definitely haven’t discovered my own power yet! So instead, I’d like to share my mother’s superpower, that I think had the greatest impact on my life: The power of words and affection.
