This photo perfectly sums up the last year.
One year ago I was driving up to the The Royal Women’s Hospital, thinking that when I leave this building I will have a baby, and my life will never be the same. It was a surreal moment, and it feels like the last time I was 100% correct about anything.
I‘m not sure what I thought motherhood would be like, but reality was a bitchslap in the face.
In the early months people kept telling me it would get better, and my brain kept screaming “IT MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN BETTER FOR YOU, BUT WHAT IF IT DOESN’T GET BETTER FOR ME?!” Motherhood doesn’t come to me naturally, and I struggle with post-natal anxiety and a general feeling of panic at all times.
I had an epiphany around the nine month mark. People say that being a mother is a full time job, and they are right. It IS a job. I know when I start a new job it takes me at least a year to feel comfortable. To learn the shortcuts. To learn my place in a different ecosystem. To learn who the good person in I.T is. So why did I think that this would be any different?
Becoming a mother is like being a student who walks into their first job and is promoted to CEO on the same day. Then discovering you studied all the wrong subjects but are unable to resign.
I made a kid in my belly. And now he is turning one. I am so proud of him, Karlton, myself and most importantly Lola who wishes she was still on only child 🍾🎂🎉 #happybirthdaydingus#mybabyisturningone#wearesopretty#imadehisbirthdayaboutme#realisingthings#eightofmylastthriteenpostshavetheointhem#doesthatmakemeamummyblogger#idratherbeapizzablogger#iateawholeabaguetteyesterday#itwastastywithbutter#irrelevantbuttrue#sup#ishavinganotheroneamistake#askingforafriend#royalwomenshospital
my honey ♥️ words can’t even describe how crazy i am about you. thank you for all you do, it never goes unnoticed or unappreciated. our first valentine’s together. and a lifelong more to come. 🌹 #wearesopretty#lol