It doesn’t feel like mine. I don’t recognise it anymore.
If my mum was a tea towel she would have “Keep Calm and Carry On” printed on her. Actually, I’m pretty sure she has a mug somewhere in the kitchen cupboard that says that.
Like many pregnant people, I put my hands around my newly inflated belly. It’s partly because that’s what I see pregnant people do, but I also cradle my bump to highlight how round this belly is becoming. This is to prove to myself and others around me that this is a pregnant belly, that I […]
Instagram is the new Facebook to me. I deleted my original Facebook account after I realised how shitty it was making me feel. I would scroll through hundreds of posts, photos, etc. and feel so much envy that I would feel like a loser in comparison. Instagram is becoming like that for me. I scroll […]