I wrote this unfinished blog post at the beginning of October and I forgot all about it until I found it just now (probably because it's just one big long moan about being tired). All the women in me are tired. The mother. The teacher. The feminist. Despite having a 14 month old who sleeps … Continue reading All The Women In Me Are Tired.
This week is my last week of maternity leave and it turned out to be very different to what I imagined it to be (without even taking into account a global pandemic). Before Rudy arrived, I imagine that my year would be spent reading (while the baby slept), learning (while the baby slept), sewing (while … Continue reading Bringing Up Baby.
Recently, I found myself reading an absolutely nauseating account of childbirth by a popular blogger, which apparently had its readers dabbing the tears away as they cooed over staged photos of a freshly post-birth mother with shiny, perfectly styled hair and a face full of makeup. Her fringe looked better immediately after giving birth than … Continue reading Morning Song.
My baby is due tomorrow. However, he is showing no signs of vacating his warm, cosy home and I have been advised by my well-meaning midwife that he’ll probably be late. So now, I just wait and, well, eat my way through all the biscuits I suppose. I haven’t written anything on here since last … Continue reading No Aloha.
I was recently invited to speak at Seeing Red, which was organised as part of the Being Human Festival, at the University of Essex. It was an event to bring together "campaigners and academics to explore how historical representations of menstruation inform contemporary concerns about period poverty" and I was initially invited to speak because … Continue reading Seeing Red.
“Old age was growing inside me. It kept catching my eye from the depths of the mirror. I was paralysed sometimes as I saw it making its way toward me so steadily when nothing inside me was ready for it.” Simone de Beauvoir. We’d stand in nightclubs eyeing the thirty-somethings in faded band t-shirts … Continue reading Coming of Age.
Last Saturday, the bold and the beautiful gathered above The Railway Hotel to help fight period poverty. We wore red, we danced to an all female playlist and we raffled off prizes donated by independent women-owned businesses. But most importantly, we raised over £200 for Bloody Good Period, collected a mountain of sanitary products and … Continue reading Bloody Good Time.
I spent most of last Friday afternoon in tears instead of celebrating the end of another school year. I always find the end of year emotional and draining but this year so much more so as most of my Mighty Girl club left to go to secondary school. The female empowerment club I run at … Continue reading Who Run the World?
I haven’t written anything in over a month but it’s not because I have nothing to say. In fact, it’s quite the opposite and for once I have no idea how to say it. I feel like all I’ve been doing for the past month or so is either writing end of year reports, feeling … Continue reading Much Finer.
Menstrual Hygiene Day is the perfect day to post about my upcoming event, Bloody Disgrace. It is a day that raises awareness of the struggles many women and girls face all over the world due to menstruation and it fights for the right of everyone to be able to manage their periods hygienically, safely and … Continue reading Bloody Disgrace Part 2.