Tag: help
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Excerpt 11. Advocating for yourself.
Today was constructive, encouraging and validating. For years now I’ve been silently suffering with chronic pain, which was further exacerbated by both my pregnancies. As most mums can relate, we tend to put all our selfcare on the back burner. Something of little importance that we’ll get to it when we get to it. However,…
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Excerpt 7. Grateful.
The last week and a half has been hell. Can’t and won’t sugar coat it. My entire household was struck down with that ol chestnut, Influenza A. I wouldn’t wish it upon my worst enemy, as the saying goes. Nelson was patient zero, however he tried to shrug it off as allergies. We’re dead set…
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Excerpt 6. Unlearning Guilt.
Today can only be described as a painful come down from yesterday. Painful, being literal. I mentioned that last week I had tonsillitis on my birthday, Well, I woke up this morning feeling like I was swallowing golf balls again. Actually, woke up is putting it kindly. I don’t think I got much sleep at…
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Excerpt 5. Alone Time.
Today was the best of days. Last Sunday was my 38th birthday. Once upon a time I thought getting this close to 40 would be terrifying, but as I etch closer to it, I find myself more excited about it. Anyway, I digress. Back to my birthday. Last week was my birthday, but I spent…
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Excerpt 2. My dad.
This essay is essentially the first real entry to this collection. Excerpt 1 was really to introduce the why, the how, the what, the who. Today is about today. Today was hard. Exclamation mark. Eva, aka my hurricane/bulldozer, aka my rainbow baby, aka my second child, was sick today. So that was a joy. I…
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Excerpt 1. Why.
An old friend asked me today if I still write. You see, I thought myself a writer once upon a dream. Whether I was good or not, I wrote. It was an outlet. A way I found my voice. A sense of expression I found easier than words said out aloud. It was also my…
Excerpts by Claudia Hayes 