I know, I’m meant to celebrate how amazing my body is, and that it carried and birthed two babies, and it breastfed them (and continues to feed Martha), and it’s basically the best thing ever. I feel that way, I really do. I love what my body has done and I feel every single positive thing about it in that respect, but the same cannot be said for how it looks.
Yesterday, Phil and I saw Sir Elton John perform at Peterborough’s ABAX stadium. What we experienced, what we saw and heard and felt, was greatly needed and transcended mere notes on a piano.
In the wake of another horrific attack here in the U.K., social media is once again awash with a mixture of messages of love and solidarity, punctuated by hate. Terrorism serves to invoke fear, terror; Its acts are carried out by extremists who believe in an ideology that tells them anyone who thinks differently is wrong. Let’s not adopt the same mentality.
Growing up, I didn’t have career goals or much of an idea what I wanted to be, other than a mother. I discarded the notion of being a journalist after a summer’s work experience at the local rag and beyond that, all I truly knew was that I would one day be a mummy. Then I became one.
Do you live in or around the Brighton area? Are you pregnant or have you recently given birth? If so, then do you have your ticket to the Brighton Bump & Baby Show? If not, here’s why you should get one, and if you do then I’ll see you there.