We are our own worst critic, no matter the circumstances!

All three of my births were cesarean sections, but all of these resulted in healthy happy babies and their forever scar on my lower belly. All my babies were breastfed, resulting in healthy happy children and cracked bleeding nipples and breasts covered in over stretched marks so deep not even a boob job would get them back to the glory days.

Pregnancy is a joyous time of anticipation and discomfort, where you spend so much time wondering who your baby will look like, what kind of person they will become and where the nearest toilet is (just incase something needs to come out of somewhere!) hanging around waiting rooms and wondering the baby section of target while the timer ticks down from nine months at the slowest pace you’ve ever experienced in your life. Developing the oh so elegant waddle as you try to navigate a body that no longer feels like its yours, and yet this privilege only we woman endure is pitched to us as beautiful.

Don’t get me wrong I know I always wanted to be a mother, but I can not recall one single conversation with the other important woman in my life that had children before me gifting me the pearls of wisdom I now posses from my own experiences. My art is my story, a story that sheds the light on all the hard, ugly, painful, joyous, happy, loving moments and memories I hold from the moment I pee’d on the first stick! and I want to share them with all the woman to come after my on their journey’s. I don’t want another excited new woman to have the “rug” pulled out from under her as she gets the sweats instead of the glow that is promised her and for her to not feel alone in thinking that being pregnant or postpartum is meant to be fabulous when you feel anything but.

I do love my children very much and am always so happy they are in my life and I get to help them through theirs, but it is a hard road to travel and a tiring one to boot. But without them I would not have found my artistic voice, my style and purpose. I hope that you find comfort her.