My mum taught me to always stay vigilant in understanding when the majority or the ‘trusted voices’ were falling short. She told me to be brave enough to speak power to those who couldn’t always speak so boldly for themselves or were not given the platforms to do so.
My experience with endometriosis has been an absolute rollercoaster. It all started when I was 17 years old and suddenly started to experience extreme bloating and pelvic pain during my menstrual cycle. I experienced digestive issues such as constipation, nausea and occasional vomiting and fatigue. I didn’t feel like...
During a triggered state, I deeply hated the rising feeling of rage from within. It left me worried that I was turning into my mother, which was a great fear of mine. I wanted to be the best parent I could and surround my children with love and support - two things I never felt from my own mother.
Dealing with hyperemesis with a toddler is no joke but my husband, siblings and friends have made it easier though they are all burnt out as well.
I realized that my son had suffered brain damage at birth resulting in multiple medical complexities and needs. It has been a rough and challenging journey raising a child with cerebral palsy here in Nigeria through childhood and adulthood.
A Conversation on eating disorder, body image and recovery between a Mother and Daughter. In recent years, there has been an ever-evolving dialogue about mental health and its connection to our family experiences. While it is valuable for every one of us to take some time to dive deeper into...
I decided to start my fertility journey when I was approaching 35. I wasn’t ready to have children, but I also had no idea how fertile I was and had always wondered if I was able to have children or not.
Being pregnant and extremely vulnerable with a history of PPD (Postpartum Depression) as well has made me worry endlessly about how things will pan out this time. I have not been as sick as I was with my first pregnancy - nowhere near as severe as my first.