Back here again. In the dark room. Behind a closed door. On the floor. My head in my hands. Trying to escape the noise. Freedom’s Song Read The floor was strangely familiar. It didnāt feel that long ago that I sat...
AWARD-WINNING POST: SOUTH AFRICAN PARENTING BLOG AWARDS – WINNER BEST TEARJERKER 2020 Freedom’s Song Read My daughter didnāt know what had just happened. An empty cup hurtled over her head and her mommy screamed at her. She broke down in confused and...
AWARD-WINNING POST: SOUTH AFRICAN PARENTING BLOG AWARDS -RUNNER UP BEST TEARJERKER 2019 Freedom’s Song Read Motherhood, being a mommy was my second life goal from my earliest memory of buying disposables for my dolls. (Marriage was my first, in case you’re wondering.)...
As much as I love the sea and watching turquoise, foamy waves break on a golden shore, the waves I have been watching this week are the figurative ones. Today is a day that Iām watching the waves. Freedom’s Song Read ...
Those are words weāve all said to ourselves at least once in our parenting lives! Right now, I canāt even think coherent thoughts as I listening to my baby girl crying in her cot. And a voice louder than hers is the...