Motherhood

Writing from the darkness of domesticity…again

November 20, 2018

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin    As some of you know, I have been taking a break from work since September. Three months in, I find myself grateful for the extra time and space and also bristling against my now (even) more domestic mode. (Since there is nothing else to take my focus.) I hate domesticity. I rail against it. All the time. Almost every day. I hate everything …

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What my grief feels like

October 16, 2018

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  I am beginning to offer grief and rage workshops and I want to share some of my experience with grief with you. To let you know that you are not alone. That you are not wrong for feeling deep sadness. I am right there with you. There are so many reasons for us to grieve. Death. Of a person or of a dream. Struggle. …

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I’m really good at self-care and here’s what I’ve learned about it

April 25, 2018

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  I am really good at self-care. It has been and is the work of my lifetime. Here’s what I have learned: Self-care has many levels. There is surface self-care and there is deep self-care. We have our own versions of all the levels. For me, a hot bath is surface. A movement session where I burst into tears and crack somewhere is deep. I …

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Diaries of a retreat – Part 3/3

November 12, 2017

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  This is the final installation in my “Diary of a retreat” writings. Part 1 is here and Part 2 is here. Day 3 The theme for me this retreat has been belonging. A big challenge to the story I’m holding on to about not being worthy of love and belonging.  I know on a cellular level what it feels like to be the outsider. …

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The warrior who fights for everyone else but herself

January 5, 2017

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  (I can’t believe that I had actually forgotten about Xena, Warrior Princess for a few years. Never again!!) Do you recognize yourself in this? The warrior who fights for everyone else but herself? We rage at our schools, our daycares and our camps to demand better treatment, better food, better playgrounds, better resources for our kids. We join petitions and send emails to complain …

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The dark side of motherhood – I see you

November 11, 2016

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  I wrote this blog post after feeling very resentful about having my work pushed to the bottom of the list (sigh, again) and shuffling into my role as mother and housewife. I was so desperate to hear my husband say he got it, he understood, he felt my pain, he knew how amazing I was, he couldn’t believe how I do it all, he …

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A summer of surrender…and a fall of getting naked

September 1, 2016

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedinHello all, It’s been lovely to be offline for a few weeks this summer and forced to, having both kids with me most of the summer, forget a bit about work and concentrate entirely on living. My summer’s themes have been sunshine (a lot), surrender (spending all day with two children forces me to either surrender or fight to the death, which is exhausting), and sensuality. Not …

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What I struggled with in learning how to prioritize myself

June 29, 2016

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin    When I first felt the angry, desperate and sad yearnings inside me for more nourishment, I was in a dark place. At home with a new baby. Spending my days preparing food, cleaning up food, cleaning up the house, washing dishes, preparing more food, cleaning up more food, changing diapers, doing laundry, putting the babe down for a nap, cleaning up the kitchen, …

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Getting rejected and the hard sell

April 25, 2016

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  A few weeks ago, I had a booking to speak with a mum’s group. A few days before the talk, one of the organizers told me that the group was more interested in nutrition and parenting and so they had booked someone else for the talk. Rejected! Although, ever since I read a book written by a stripper who talked about how many men she …

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I am not a domesticated animal

January 12, 2016

emailTwitterFacebookLinkedin  I am not a domesticated animal. I am a wild animal that should not be allowed in nice clean houses. (Good thing I don’t have one of those…) Here’s the line that keeps repeating itself when I am cleaning up some mess on the table. For the fifth time. Grocery shopping. Cleaning toilets. (Actually, that one is a joke because I don’t clean). Doing drop-off …

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