Women Were Made Strong Enough to Fight Abortion

Exactly one year ago I held a tiny, pink, wrinkly person in my arms. I remember his full curly head resting on my bosom and his tiny ‘o’ of a mouth homing in on a full, aching breast without opening his eyes to find it. I still remember effortlessly beating the sun to the next…

Sometimes God uses the Worst of us

Hey guys! Please note that a podcast element has been added to the blog yay!! So if you find yourself unable to read at the time you can take a listen 🙂 there will also be elements in either format which make it different from the other. Here’s today’s content: It must have happened to…

Can Christians see life in John Allen Chau’s death?

This occurrence is no secret. The news has been plastered across the internet for weeks through every news house imaginable. We have heard the commentary. We have seen the feedback. Responses range from pity to outrage to apathy among others. Some, increased faith. And while I have had several of my own reservations about how…

Baby Backpacker – A Standard List for the Travelling Parent

Hey there! What today’s piece might lack in inspiration, it makes up for in utilitarianism. Anyone who travels with a baby knows that it is a monumental task. Whether or not it gets easier or harder as they grow is entirely impossible to deduce. Some things get easier, some get harder. What I do know…

Because Love is not Something You Earn

One of the worst feelings you can ever experience, is realising that you are not worth as much as you thought to someone you love. This could happen in a love relationship where you invest your attention, care and time while your partner just does not seem as excited. It could happen with a friend…

Some Thoughts on Introversion and Love Life (Pt. 1)

So! Here we are again for another commission topic. This week, I’m taking up a suggestion from Riana. It reads: “When personality and love collide – struggles of an introvert.” I thought this would be fitting this week as my husband and I just celebrated our second year of marriage! There is hope for introverts…

A Reflection on my homeland Hairouna

When I get homesick I feel it in my belly. Although it’s only been 9 months since my last trip to St. Vincent and the Grenadines, it often feels like years. It’s a strange experience living in the diaspora. Myriads write about it. It’s an inseparable part of being West Indian. We are a region…

The Walk of Body Shaming – A Postpartum Chronicle

Today was hard. After my son was born, I got into the habit of purchasing items for him and only him. My dollar became dedicated to the well-being of my child. Yes. I would proudly admit that I am one of those obsessive parents when it comes to ensuring that my child is taken care…