Let Myself Love

Let Myself Love

I hold your sleeping bodyCocooned in the crook of my armExamine your crinkly lidsAlien feetRosebud lips“Why don’t you put her down dear?Get some rest yourself?’But, for now, I’m going to let myself love youI rock your tense, taut bodyContained in the curve of my...
Walking Womb

Walking Womb

In my last post, I talked about the importance of immersing yourself in the bubble that surrounds you and your baby in the early weeks. For you, scary and uncertain as this time is, allowing the new role of mother to wash over you and for your other roles of partner,...
The Bubble

The Bubble

Let’s just say it out loud. You might not fall in love with your baby the moment you set eyes on him or her. Birds won’t sing. The light won’t be rainbow hued. Your baby, covered in ick, will be struggling to open their brand new eyes to the outside world. You will be...
The Change

The Change

Finally, it happens. At the first twinges, the third trimester fog lifts and you are flooded with thoughts…’Oh my god I’m actually having a baby!’… ‘Wow that was strong!’…’Am I ready? I’m not ready!’….They are submerged by the sheer physicality of labour. Perhaps at...
Unleashing the Lionness

Unleashing the Lionness

I think you can guess from this blog that I’m a bit of an analyser. I enjoy thinking things through, sometimes I chew things over long after they are fully dissected, and I get great satisfaction from finding a thread in the great big messy spaghetti of life and...