I wrote this a year ago, and posted it to my Facebook page. It’s come up on the “On This Day” feature, so I thought I’d share it here….. I snuck over to Woolies (Woolworths grocery store) a couple of hours ago, while getting some vegies a little girl about 3 or 4 asked … More Never pass on an opportunity to teach a child. Even if it exposes your vulnerability
Ever feel like you’re taken for granted? The expectation people have on you, that if they ask you to do something it will just get done, regardless if you can actually make it work or not. The expectation that you’ll take your kids to an event whether you can afford it or not. Even the … More Expectations
Are you an over-worrier? Do you worry to much about things beyond your control, or do you wait until there is something to actually worry about? My husband is ill. (Not just his psychiatric illness) He is having an exploratory heart procedure shortly and they think they’ll be putting in stents when they’re in there. … More Wasting energy through worrying
Motherhood. It’s the most rewarding thing a woman can do with their life. To grow a little person inside you, birth and fall in love with this little bundle of squishiness that you created, someone completely dependant on you for the most basic of life’s needs. Someone you mentor and mould into little people, young … More Reality of Motherhood
Originally posted on Through the eyes of a fat chick:
When you go out somewhere, and you see an overweight person having a go, or going for a walk, or trying to get involved with something physical, I want you to think about something……. When you’re as overweight as I was, people don’t realise that…
This little fat chick went into a fitting room today to try on some new clothes. Fuck me, what an ordeal that shit is. It was hard enough finding clothes on the rack to get around my fat arse, but when I found something I like, in what I thought was my size, I thought … More Through the eyes of a fat chick…. in a fitting room.
Faking it. Happiness, having your shit together, laughter, housework, organisation, relaxed, patience, alertness. All things that I fake, and getting so bloody good at faking that people think I’m indestructible. Problem is, when you fake this shit so well, people are looking up to you for your coping mechanisms. What they don’t know is that … More Faking it