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The Stories of our Post Baby Flesh

February 15, 2020 By Danielle 1 Comment

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I’m making like a taco today. Now I want tacos

I’m making like a taco today.

Now I want tacos.

Please send tacos.

Three years ago, almost to the exact same day, we

Three years ago, almost to the exact same day, we farewelled our beloved Grandpapa.

This morning we farewelled his beloved and favourite puss.

Last night, on a freezing dark night, we sat vigil with her little cold body in my lap,

And we all cried in disbelief together.

Discovered by our neighbours, her death is a mystery.

But solving it won’t change the fact.

Lucy was a firm fave of everyone’s with her crazy affection and smiling face,

Whilst also being a total badass stealth ninja cat.

She talked like a human. You could have a whole chat in miows.

I’m gently reminding the kids (but mostly myself) that this is part of love.

When you love someone, something, there is always a possibility that they can leave for whatever reason,

And it hurts all the way to your bones.

But the love was so beautiful while it lasted,

That it’s utterly worth the pain.

Love, man.

Grief, man.

Wow. Every damned time.

Lucy used to try to hunt down the Bin Chicken that lived next door.

I kid you not, an enormous ibis, easy three times her size,

She could never get close to it,

But she never gave up.

She set her sights high, believed that one day she get her claws into that big ass bird.

Maybe her pluck and badassery will inspire you or maybe just make you smile.

Go well, little puss.

You lived a life of adventure.

You will be missed. ❤️

Perfection doesn’t exist, but bloody awesome sur

Perfection doesn’t exist, but bloody awesome sure does.

Focus on what’s working well in your life,

Take charge of what is within your control,

And surrender the rest with grace.

🤸🏼‍♀️🌈🤸🏼‍♀️

The pleasure of reading is multiplied when shared.

The pleasure of reading is multiplied when shared.

We’ve started reading together.

Sometimes page for page,

Switching between his deep tones and my husky ones,

Or sometimes he listens with his eyes closed and I just read to my love.

We’re reading David Deida’s, Way Of The Superior Man.

Learning how to embody our masculine and feminine essence more fully,

To live more completely,

To love more wholeheartedly,

And to stay passionate and switched onto each other’s needs,

Whilst allowing the ever-undulating ebb and flow of divine energy between us.

This book is a great conversation piece as we both apply the ideas to how we currently and desire to live.

The simplest act of reading to each other is deeply intimate and delicious.

We all read to children, of course, but the act stops when the other can happily read alone.

I highly recommend this book,

But moreover, I enthusiastically invite you to read with and to your love.

It’s hot AF.

Although, we have the heater cranked, and we’re in the sun so maybe it’s that.

🔥🔥🔥

If it’s a bit shit, tough, challenging, stressfu

If it’s a bit shit, tough, challenging, stressful, tricky, mundane, frustrating, confusing, freaky or blergh right now,

Take this advice-

You’re a fucking Queen,

Keep going.

This poo bit is a sentence in a chapter in the story,

Not the end.

This too will get a big bold black full stop soon,

And the next chapter will begin and be different.

Polish your crown,

Put it on straight,

And keep going.

The only way is through.

Also, it’s Friday.

That’s worth a high five.

✋🏼 🙌🏼 ✋🏼

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The moment you realise your boobs are no longer mo

The moment you realise your boobs are no longer modest mangoes and are now as big as a tween’s head.

Perimenopause.

The game the whole family can play.

In other news, I am more at peace with my body than I have been in my entire life.

It’s totally rad.

It feels like that war that raged in my head for so many years,

Has had a white flag flung over it.

There is peace.

And ever increasing boobs.

Who is in the peri club?

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