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At 41, I’m wildly grateful for my precious, high-risk pregnancy
Two weeks away from my c-section date, my baby boy is moving around in my belly.I feel like I’m being stretched in multiple directions as he shifts to find a comfortable position.That position seems to be horizontal, like he’s casually…
Making The Most Of Yule
A very tongue in cheek collaboration with The Change Exchange. It’s been amazing to be a contributor, aka “Change Agent”, on The Change Exchange. Watch this space for further collaborations. Here are six proven ways to make sure you’ll make the most of…
My fabulous new life as a senior ballerina
It’s never too late to raise the barre. The sad truth is that people often lose a part of themselves in relationships. Or maybe that’s just me. I desperately want to be the best partner and unfortunately don’t always prioritise…
How I finally figured out what being healthy really means
I’d like to think I lead a fairly healthy lifestyle. It’s taken a lot of trial and error. I’ve had to find a level of acceptance and compassion. I’m not a doctor or an expert, I’m just a woman pushing…
The Crazy, Sorry Saga of The Couch that wouldn’t fit
It’s been amazing to be a contributor, aka “Change Agent”, on The Change Exchange. Watch this space for further collaborations. Breaking up is hard to do, but squeezing a couch into your life is even harder The Crazy, Sorry Saga of The Couch…
The 16 days of pain that opened my heart and changed my life forever
Never squander a second chance to start all over again. I was born with a bicuspid aortic valve. This particular heart valve is supposed to have three flaps, so it basically looks like a Mercedes-Benz logo. My valve only had…
I’m learning what it means to be a brand-new “smom”, & I’m loving it
Being a step-mother, or smom, as the cool kids call it, means having to adapt quickly to change and chaos. My stepson moved to Cape Town last year, in March. Nobody saw it coming. We had decided that the school…
The pandemic ruined my wedding plans, but it was just the jolt I needed
I’ve been planning my wedding for about 30 years. Make that 34 years. My mom has a photo of me at age 4, with a petticoat pulled up to my armpits, a doily on my head, and feet drowning in…
