#WCW - Growing a Human

Do you ever come across a page on the internet and you realise that the person behind it is your long lost soulmate? Well, that happened to me when I discovered the Growing A Human blog. Peta, the mastermind behind the page, is all the things I wish people would think I am - funny, cute, clever, down to earth, self aware and all the other words that basically add up to spell LEGEND. We’ve chatted to her about what it takes to survive, and thrive, when you have a baby at fifteen (or any age for that matter). We hope you love her as much as we do.

#WCW - Ailie Banks

It’s your favourite time of the week again (don’t @ me if it’s not). This week we’re talking to a girl I’ve been legit stalking on the gram for a while now. Will she take out an AVO against me? Maybe. But in the meantime enjoy this little chat we had and then go and check out her awesome art - she’s amazing and we adore how she depicts womanhood, mental health and all the mess in between. Also, I hate mangoes too.

The one about anger.

I’ve been a right bitch the last few months. If my middle brother were reading this he’d yell at me for using that word. But he can barely read my text messages so I’m pretty sure he’s not reading my blogs. If you don’t like that word here are some others - an arse hole, a cow, a meanie, a bully, a butt face, a shit head, a knob, a general boob. All I’m trying to say is I think I’ve just been a bit of a horror to live with lately.

The one about my fear.

I’ve been spending more time with my own mother recently. She’s (kindly) been spending one day a week with the Tiny Dictator while I work from home. Though, lately, I’ve been escaping to the office. Partly because of commitments there, but mostly because I can’t spend any more time with my mother.

#WCW - Peach-It

It’s Wednesday again, mother lovers! And that means another fantastic edition of #WCW. This week we're chatting to the divine creature, Menae, from Peach-It and Darling x Two. If you don’t follow these two accounts RUN DON’T WALK to your phone to hit follow right now. These two stores are what your pastel coloured dreams are made of.

The one about holidays.

This past weekend, we flew up to Byron Bay for a friend’s wedding. I’ve been looking forward to it for months – one, because who doesn’t love any excuse to frock up and celebrate love, and two, because since going back to work, we haven’t had a single holiday (not counting Christmas break with the in-laws visiting, just 3 weeks after moving into our new apartment).

#WCW - Kasey Rainbow.

The internet is a funny place. For every cat video, there’s a troll. For every helpful makeup tutorial there’s a something unhelpful. But, every now and then you come across someone who makes your heart sing. To celebrate all the beautiful, badass ladies we love to stalk online we’re going to start doing a weekly #WOMANCRUSHWEDNESDAY where we chat to a rad babe.

The one about the village.

When I was three months pregnant, my husband and I moved in with my parents. We did this for a few reasons, but one of the big ones was that I couldn’t work while I was pregnant and needed a lot more help being a human than usual. My baby is now four months old and we’re looking to buy a new place and leaving the safety of my parents’ home. As anyone who’s ever done any kind of house hunting will tell you, it’s a clusterfuck of hideousness - but aside from all that it’s got me thinking.

The one about our birth stories.

Neall: Did you have a birth plan?

Caitlin: HA. Birth plan. What a funny joke. I’m amazed by people who have them but my whole birth plan was to actually make it to the birth. HG had me convinced that I wouldn’t make it to that blessed day and if I did? Well, then the best thing I could do would be to just try to survive and make sure my baby got here safely. The rest was gravy …

The one about families.

Family, to me, has always felt an odd concept. When I was a kid, there was my mum and me (and 3 dogs, 2 cats, numerous birds, later rescued wildlife, and money trees). We lived in a little cottage with two rooms. My mum drove (a pretty racy) 2-door Toyota Celica. We were two girls, looking out for ourselves. Thelma and mini-Louise (minus Brad Pitt).

The one about the mended heart.

A few years ago, during a tumultuous love affair with a boy who already had a girlfriend, I became obsessed with this Erato cover of Robyn’s banger ‘Call Your Girlfriend’. It's about a girl encouraging her lover to come clean to his current girlfriend about having fallen in love with somebody new.

The one about being tired.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so tired. The kind of tired I feel these days sits in the pit of my stomach, and drains me of excitement and energy, and willingness to do so many things. I don’t actually remember the last time I slept for more than 3 hours in one stretch. And, it seems, that there is no end in sight.

The one about fear.

I love me a horror movie. Like, really very seriously it's my favourite genre. I also enjoy crime fiction and true crime podcasts - my husband and I listened to them at bedtime before the baby arrived, but now we're never in bed at the same time. What I'm trying to say is, I'm completely obsessed with manufacturing fear from the comfort of my bed.

The one with the feminists.

In November 2016, I was 7 months pregnant and watched, with absolute disbelief as Trump was named POTUS. Not nearly 12 months later, the accusations against Harvey Weinstein came to light, and the things every woman has known about, felt, or experienced firsthand - at the hands of men - became part of the public discourse ...