The Risk of Changing Nothing

Humans are predisposed to avoid risk. It’s how we are all still here. If we didn’t fear anything, our species would not survive. We have an interesting bias, though, to avoid the risk of change. Change is unknown, uncertain. So often we take on an attitude of ‘better the devil you know’. I come across…

Dear Finley: 2020 was the year we turned things around

Dear Finley, I have been thinking a lot about what to say to you when you are old enough to ask about the climate crisis. I imagine that, shortly after asking about the climate crisis, you will ask the inevitable question: why did the grown-ups let this happen to the earth? I imagine you will…

The Circle of Milk

My breastfeeding journey started when I was a child. When I was four, my mother gave birth to my younger sister, and breastfed her until she was one. My mother has always been an advocate for breastfeeding, and was never shy about breastfeeding in front of anyone, in any setting. My first memory of seeing…

Word of the day: Compassion

I have been having a hard time lately, struggling to cope with the everyday demands of my life. I haven’t felt like myself, as a person or as a mother. I have been snapping at my husband and son. That’s not who I am. I resolved to enjoy Finley more, to take time to have special…

Five things you might not know about breastmilk

Happy World Breastfeeding Week everyone! To celebrate, here are some knowledge nuggets about breastmilk. 1. The milk is not just the milk. Back when Finley was tiny, I spent almost as much time telling people about breastfeeding as I did actually breastfeeding. Being an Aspie mum, I didn’t always read the room. One time I told…

Since becoming a mother I…

Since becoming a mother I care a lot about the rights of mothers*. I have had an amazing breastfeeding journey** and I want every mother to have the resources to meet her breastfeeding goals. I am very keen to delve into this at some point in the future. I don’t like the pressure that is…

Motherhood Diaries #6: When Matt is away

When Matt is away, I feel a little unmoored, adrift. I have rules for when Matt is away. I am not allowed to bake bread. This is because even though it’s not technically difficult or super time-consuming, it’s just one more job to do, when I have enough on my plate keeping Finley alive and…