Mama Journals

This morning could have gone very differently. Early morning, merged with wide awake two small boys, merged with road closures . Traffic wasn’t moving the way it should.The boys were fighting in the back. I miss a turn.Tried to fix it.Made it worse. How can I possible concentrate when they are kicking eachother in the […]

This was one of those weeks that looked fine on paper and fell apart in real life. Work was busy — not the kind of busy you can prepare for, but the kind that stretches quietly across the day. Meetings that ran long. Emails that needed answers now. People who assumed time was something I

I met a woman during one of our McDonald’s visits. Just two mums standing near the play area, watching our kids chase bits of sunlight across the floor. It could have been one of those easy, natural moments where two people share a smile, a comment, and maybe a gentle beginning of a friendship. But

There was a version of me before motherhood. She woke up slowly. She made coffee while it was still hot, and she actually got to drink it that way.She had routines, plans, timelines, and space to think. She also believed she knew what love was. Then life placed two little hearts into my arms —