Pages

These pages are taken directly from my journal – and in some cases the notes app on my phone, written in the quiet, in-between moments of motherhood, often while I was up dream feeding my baby boy.

They are raw and unedited, because they were never written to be read. They are a record of my journey back to self.

On these pages, I fell apart and put myself back together.

I won’t apologise for what you find here – my words, my thoughts, my opinions belonged to me in the moments they were written. I reserve the right to change my mind, as we all do when we grow.