The Worst Day of My Pregnancy

The Worst Day of My Pregnancy

This post is a personal one.And it was literally one of the scariest days of my life to date. It’s Saturday the 15th of August, I’m almost 15 weeks. I’ve been craving some physical attention from my hubby and to his credit, he’s been worried...
Embracing Your “Inner-Hippie”

Embracing Your “Inner-Hippie”

I bet you’re asking yourself what do I mean by “inner-hippie”? I’m not talking about the 70’s hippie who wears sunflowers, grows hair to their hips, all while taking some form of hallucinogenic…. I’m referring to getting in touch with yourself, being free, letting go...