Tag: #womensupportingwomen
Motherhood can be so lonely.
Posted on November 20, 2018 by Christielee
Motherhood can get so fucking lonely! There, I said it! How often I get asked ‘but you have 4 kids, how can you feel lonely?! Whether I had 1, 4 or 45 kids the loneliness is not about being alone mums are never really…
Yes I have 4 kids and yes they are all girls..
Posted on November 3, 2018 by Christielee
‘Oh wow another girl!! You didn’t give poor daddy his boy, you’ll have to keep trying!! I can not tell you how many times people said that to me with each pregnancy announcement and never quite understood other people’s disappointment in my bringing little…
Enough with the Mum shaming!
Posted on October 14, 2018 by Christielee
When it comes to parenting there is always something new we should be doing and something old we shouldn’t be. Whatever we do though, Mum shaming seems to be the new ‘in thing’ and it needs to stop!
Category: ParentingTags: #children, #empoweringmums, #empoweringwomen, #life, #motherhoodunplugged, #mum, #mumblog, #mumlife, #mummyblog, #mummyblogger, #mums, #mumsblog, #mumslife, #mumthatsabadword, #parentingblog, #parentingkids, #raisingchildren, #singlemum, #singleparent, #womensupportingwomen, Parenting
There’s plenty of room up the top for all of us!
Posted on September 25, 2018 by Christielee
It’s been about a month since I started blogging and I am so far from being at the top of the ladder, fuck I’m barely standing on the bottom rung looking up to all those I admire and that inspire me but I am…
Category: ParentingTags: #bodyconfidence, #confessions, #confidence, #empowered, #empoweringgirls, #empoweringmums, #empoweringwomen, #healthymummy, #healthymummyconsultant, #life, #love, #mentalhealthawareness, #mum, #mumblog, #mumlife, #mummyblog, #mummyblogger, #mumthatsabadword, #parentingkids, #raisingchildren, #raisinggirls, #selflove, #singlemum, #singleparent, #suicideawareness, #suicideprevention, #womensupportingwomen
Confessions of a secret mean girl!
Posted on August 25, 2018 by Christielee
Confessions of a secret Mean girl…
There are companies who charge $3000 and up and you can go sit in a private jet and they provide you with a hair stylist, make up artist and a photographer to capture you popping bottles of champagne looking out the window as you jet off to some exotic destinations only mere mortals can dream of!
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Only you never leave the tarmac and the shoot only goes for an hour....
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Just watched Fyre and got an insight into how the 1 percenters live and the extreme lengths they’ll go to to appear like they have it all but sadly some of them are so obsessed with likes and followers that they spend $3000 on a fake trip on a private jet plane
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Then willingly lie through their gold plated teeth to their impressionable young followers
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I was recently told that It is some people’s opinion, ‘friends’ opinions that I should not post photos of myself in swimmers, that I shouldn’t post photos showing my body with belly rolls, thick thighs, cellulite and stretch marks. -
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Maybe I am too much for people to handle seeing I don’t have perfect skin or a fit and toned body, maybe it’s that I show I have acne and scars and that offends people.
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Maybe it’s because I am not what society traditionally feels as beautiful and have many flaws that I flaunt?
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That maybe I should just stop being so in love with myself.......and I laughed! -
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Fuck that noise!
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I post because reality vs instagram is a real issue, Snapchat dysmorphia is an ACTUAL thing now and I don’t want to pedal these falsities to my kids anymore or to other women who are suffering and folding under society pressure!
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-
I LOVE a good filter as much as the next person but I know reality and show my reality and refuse to hide what makes me stand out as an individual who is now owning her shit!
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And if I have 3 grand to fake a holiday you can bet your ass implants that I’ll be going economy on a real fucking plane to the actual country of Bali and showing real photos of me... in a bikini!
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#mumthatsabadword
Seeing photos of my baby girl makes me so nostalgic and for a 10th of a split second I consider what it would be like if I had just one more.....and then I laugh and laugh and my vagina cries like a drunk chick in the club toilets!
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I love being a mama bear and genuinely sad about my lil Cubs growing up and eventually finding their own cave but 4 is enough for me!
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Are you done or are you and your ovaries conspiring about adding more gorgeous little crotch goblins to the mix?
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#mumthatsabadword
Trigger warning, suicide mentioned*
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I met you at 18, you were dating my roommate and I asked you why you were dating a girl?!
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You responded that you liked her and I laughed and told you I was pretty sure you didn’t like ANY girls.
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You were FABULOUS!
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A week later you called me and told me you thought you thought I may be right, you didn’t like girls.....
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From that day forward we never left each other’s sides or hearts....or homes! You’d walk in unannounced at whatever time day or night and give me one of your bones crushing hugs, crawl into bed and we’d talk for hours until we passed out..
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Some days I think of what you and your families life would Of been like if I hadn’t met you, maybe you’d still be here with them living a life full of love and sobriety, I regret dragging you into my seedy world but in my heart I know we were meant to be together all those years.
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Adam my one true soul mate when you died a part of my soul died too...
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This will be the 4th year I haven’t been with you to celebrate your birthday, you’d be 36 today.
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You died by suicide 4 years ago and life has never been the same, It will NEVER be the same.
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People told me that it gets easier with time but that’s bullshit, it’s never easier it just becomes something ive learnt to live with but my heart never stops aching and every special day and every little trigger memory takes me back to that day i found out you had left this world without me and the pain is all too real and raw once again.
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We were completely and utterly mad, We were always in so much trouble together and even now after you’ve left this place I always seem to get in so much more trouble with my Mouth around your birthday....I know you’d be watching and laughing at my train wreck of a life like a bad C grade movie with your skittles and gummy bears telling me it’ll be all Good soon babe. I can feel your head resting on my shoulder some nights.
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I had so many favourite things I loved about you one of them being that You were such a fucking fighter!
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Continued on blog link in comments, blog link in bio.
💖💖My little Valentine 💖💖
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Happy single awareness day to all you singletons and those of you who are in a relationship......we are truly sorry!! 😝
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Happy Valentine’s Day ya’ll 💖
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#mumthatsabadword
My mumma and my sissy are two of my biggest supporters, I love them both with every part of me and wouldn’t be who I am today without them both 💖💙
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@dakoda.alvaro @carolineplumridge thank you both for being there for me and supporting my journey no matter how many bad words I say and I know how much you love the word c*nt mummy so to keep reading with how many times I say it shows just how much you love me!!!
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Head over to Facebook to check out my page Mum, That’s a bad word and read the latest blog all about MAFS and the word C*nt! LINK IN BIO!!!!
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Who is your biggest supporter?
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#mumthatsabadword
5000!!!
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There are so many new faces here so I thought is just give a huge thank you to each and every one of you for sticking around against all odds! -
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You guys are fucking awesome so a huge kudos to you!! -
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For those of you who are new here hi, I’m Christielee a single mum of 4 girls. I was born and raised in Sydney and run the mum, that’s a bad word blog in hopes to empower women and especially mums to live their own normal no matter what society tells us is acceptable.
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My girls are my life and after the suicide death of my youngest daughters father I have been raising my children 100% on my own so each day I am learning more about them, myself and motherhood in all its messy glory!
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-
I am addicted to binging Netflix series, I love wine too much, I say a lot of bad words and I am human so I fuck up on Occassion.....when I fuck up though I fuck up big so have learnt how to say sorry sincerely over the years.
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I am a loud advocate for women’s and children’s rights, I talk openly about mental health, suicide and body issues and I make no apologies for being a feminist!
-
-
So that’s a little about me now I’d love to know a little about you!
There are companies who charge $3000 and up and you can go sit in a private jet and they provide you with a hair stylist, make up artist and a photographer to capture you popping bottles of champagne looking out the window as you jet off to some exotic destinations only mere mortals can dream of!
-
-
Only you never leave the tarmac and the shoot only goes for an hour....
-
-
Just watched Fyre and got an insight into how the 1 percenters live and the extreme lengths they’ll go to to appear like they have it all but sadly some of them are so obsessed with likes and followers that they spend $3000 on a fake trip on a private jet plane
-
-
Then willingly lie through their gold plated teeth to their impressionable young followers
-
-
I was recently told that It is some people’s opinion, ‘friends’ opinions that I should not post photos of myself in swimmers, that I shouldn’t post photos showing my body with belly rolls, thick thighs, cellulite and stretch marks. -
-
Maybe I am too much for people to handle seeing I don’t have perfect skin or a fit and toned body, maybe it’s that I show I have acne and scars and that offends people.
-
-
Maybe it’s because I am not what society traditionally feels as beautiful and have many flaws that I flaunt?
-
-
That maybe I should just stop being so in love with myself.......and I laughed! -
-
Fuck that noise!
-
-
I post because reality vs instagram is a real issue, Snapchat dysmorphia is an ACTUAL thing now and I don’t want to pedal these falsities to my kids anymore or to other women who are suffering and folding under society pressure!
-
-
I LOVE a good filter as much as the next person but I know reality and show my reality and refuse to hide what makes me stand out as an individual who is now owning her shit!
-
-
And if I have 3 grand to fake a holiday you can bet your ass implants that I’ll be going economy on a real fucking plane to the actual country of Bali and showing real photos of me... in a bikini!
-
-
#mumthatsabadword
Seeing photos of my baby girl makes me so nostalgic and for a 10th of a split second I consider what it would be like if I had just one more.....and then I laugh and laugh and my vagina cries like a drunk chick in the club toilets!
-
-
I love being a mama bear and genuinely sad about my lil Cubs growing up and eventually finding their own cave but 4 is enough for me!
-
-
Are you done or are you and your ovaries conspiring about adding more gorgeous little crotch goblins to the mix?
-
-
#mumthatsabadword
Trigger warning, suicide mentioned*
-
I met you at 18, you were dating my roommate and I asked you why you were dating a girl?!
-
You responded that you liked her and I laughed and told you I was pretty sure you didn’t like ANY girls.
-
You were FABULOUS!
-
A week later you called me and told me you thought you thought I may be right, you didn’t like girls.....
-
From that day forward we never left each other’s sides or hearts....or homes! You’d walk in unannounced at whatever time day or night and give me one of your bones crushing hugs, crawl into bed and we’d talk for hours until we passed out..
-
Some days I think of what you and your families life would Of been like if I hadn’t met you, maybe you’d still be here with them living a life full of love and sobriety, I regret dragging you into my seedy world but in my heart I know we were meant to be together all those years.
-
Adam my one true soul mate when you died a part of my soul died too...
-
This will be the 4th year I haven’t been with you to celebrate your birthday, you’d be 36 today.
-
You died by suicide 4 years ago and life has never been the same, It will NEVER be the same.
-
People told me that it gets easier with time but that’s bullshit, it’s never easier it just becomes something ive learnt to live with but my heart never stops aching and every special day and every little trigger memory takes me back to that day i found out you had left this world without me and the pain is all too real and raw once again.
-
We were completely and utterly mad, We were always in so much trouble together and even now after you’ve left this place I always seem to get in so much more trouble with my Mouth around your birthday....I know you’d be watching and laughing at my train wreck of a life like a bad C grade movie with your skittles and gummy bears telling me it’ll be all Good soon babe. I can feel your head resting on my shoulder some nights.
-
I had so many favourite things I loved about you one of them being that You were such a fucking fighter!
-
-
Continued on blog link in comments, blog link in bio.
💖💖My little Valentine 💖💖
-
-
Happy single awareness day to all you singletons and those of you who are in a relationship......we are truly sorry!! 😝
-
-
Happy Valentine’s Day ya’ll 💖
-
-
#mumthatsabadword
My mumma and my sissy are two of my biggest supporters, I love them both with every part of me and wouldn’t be who I am today without them both 💖💙
-
-
@dakoda.alvaro @carolineplumridge thank you both for being there for me and supporting my journey no matter how many bad words I say and I know how much you love the word c*nt mummy so to keep reading with how many times I say it shows just how much you love me!!!
-
-
Head over to Facebook to check out my page Mum, That’s a bad word and read the latest blog all about MAFS and the word C*nt! LINK IN BIO!!!!
-
-
Who is your biggest supporter?
-
-
#mumthatsabadword
5000!!!
-
-
There are so many new faces here so I thought is just give a huge thank you to each and every one of you for sticking around against all odds! -
-
You guys are fucking awesome so a huge kudos to you!! -
-
For those of you who are new here hi, I’m Christielee a single mum of 4 girls. I was born and raised in Sydney and run the mum, that’s a bad word blog in hopes to empower women and especially mums to live their own normal no matter what society tells us is acceptable.
-
-
My girls are my life and after the suicide death of my youngest daughters father I have been raising my children 100% on my own so each day I am learning more about them, myself and motherhood in all its messy glory!
-
-
I am addicted to binging Netflix series, I love wine too much, I say a lot of bad words and I am human so I fuck up on Occassion.....when I fuck up though I fuck up big so have learnt how to say sorry sincerely over the years.
-
-
I am a loud advocate for women’s and children’s rights, I talk openly about mental health, suicide and body issues and I make no apologies for being a feminist!
-
-
So that’s a little about me now I’d love to know a little about you!
