BEDTIME STORIES FOR REBEL GIRLS

  β€œTo the rebel girls of the world: You are the promise You are the force Don’t step back, And everyone Will move forward” Once upon a time there was a little girl who loved to write, and one who loved gymnastics, one who loved to sing and one who wanted to become the best…

Two years of motherhood

Two years?! Really? You for real? It feels like yesterday I was bouncing on a ball trying to make my baby come out. I still remember my damn sciatica, the nights when I was waking up to have an ice lolly and of course, my endless conversations with my bump. I was asking Ruby to…

Naked motherhood

Water is dripping off me and I start to feel cold. I can’t get dressed though. I can’t move. I can only rock from side to side, the β€œplease go back to sleep” type of rocking. I’m praying to hear that little snore. It’s the sound of freedom. It tells me it’s safe to put…