The Real Mama

Oh hello!

Welcome to This Real Mama. This is my zone, my place, my spot within the verbal diarrhoea of the worldwide web, to spill the overflowing mess that is slopping around in my head.

This Real Mama, is just that – a real mama.

I have things that impact me,  like they impact you as a parent. I know I’m not alone in this, and I’ve been blogging on and off about this tumultuous journey for about 4 years now.

There seems to be a lot of mama’s and papa’s out there that withhold so many of their thoughts, purely because of that rotten filth judgement.

It’s time to understand that you are not alone. The world is your oyster and with the blessing (yes, really..) of social media, there is a monster support network. You choose the avenue, I’ll bring the headnodding, coffee, a sticky baby, and we can fist bump our way through this challenging moment together.

No matter how you’re feeling today, remember, that there is more than likely someone else in the same odd socks, with snot on their shoulder, trying to drink a cold cup of tea, while getting lunch made and is running late also.

So without further ado, let me introduce myself: My name is Amber, I moved to Geelong 5 years ago, but still call Newcastle (NSW) home. I have 2 boys, work full time, study and have several loads of washing on my couch I reheat my coffee, try to eat well, brush my hair, and reply to text messages within 48 hours. Outside of this, I am just an everyday real mum, battling with daycare costs vs the satisfaction of working, messy floors and unmade beds, and a kick of autoimmune disease on the side.

Come and sit with me, open your mouth, spill your heart, and empty the noise of concern in your head.

For as long as we are able to get out of bed and face the day, then I figure we’re already onto a winner.

Stop comparing yourself, and any parenting doubt you had will slowly diminish.

You got this. x


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