Do not celebrate my life When I die. I want you to grieve. Grieve so deeply that your heart opens. I want you to wail; wail a love song. Fall to your knees in heartache and call out my name. Do not pretend you are okay. When in reality you are breaking O P E N. And if you cannot grieve Then, you never truly loved me. For it is in love that we grieve so deeply. Do not honour my life Without shedding a tear. For if you truly knew me, Knew how to honour me, You would do so with raw, wild, unbound T E A R S. We will meet again. In the beautiful landscape of the soul. You can find me there, But first, you must G R I E V E.
Don’t co-sleep; Do co-sleep. Don’t birth at home; birth at home. Don’t work outside the home; go back to work. Breast is best; it’s okay to bottle feed. Vaginal birth; choose a caesarean. Vaccinate; don’t vaccinate. Too much screen time; no screen time. Each day we are bombarded with opinions about how to give birth and raise our children. From the moment we plan to conceive or find ourselves surprisingly pregnant, a whole new world opens. For many, entering the world of motherhood, for the first time, is like walking through a vortex. On one side of this invisible shield lives all the mothers who have gone before us, and on the other side is the world ‘out there’. How this separation cam
Step by step process to deal with overwhelm and triggers pertaining to motherhood.
