When death comes knocking at your door on some idle Tuesday afternoon.

At 32 and a mum of young children you shouldn’t be at a funeral directors choosing what clothes to bury your husband in or standing in a room of caskets deciding which to buy to lay him to rest in. This is my story of how I came to be in this moment and my journey with grief. I hope one day if my kids ever want to know more detail about what happened they read this. This is also for them. Who knows when or if the time will ever be right for them to read this.

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$1653 on skin care. I never added it up before

Today mamamia.com.au feature an article on what's in her bag segment. I'm a big reader of their website and listener of mummamia podcasts. I enjoy their interaction with their listeners and their inclusiveness of followers in general. They stay relevant and connect to the real people of society, all genders in general whilst promoting female... Continue Reading →

Trying to Bust Misconceptions Around Disability

I have worked as a Midwife specializing in maternity care of women living with a disability for 16 years and I am speaking from years of experience of delivering care to women with disabilities in a multi cultral society and a major city hospital environment amongst multidisciplinary health professionals and administrative staff. I have witnessed first... Continue Reading →

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