Gabrielle Gassin
A mother’s musings on life
Category: Parenting
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I have a fairy godmother. Her magic is revealed when I leave the house in a hurry, When all of the things accumulate, and the time lapses too quickly, and there’s always a deadline looming expectantly nearer; the thin hands of a cheap clock an assault on my mind. And the standards I once held…
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The last six months has been laced with the buzz of a low grade stress. In the pursuit of health, my husband wanted to test his body, to check on its defences and to get a picture of its internal functionality, after 39 years of an interesting life. Most of the results came back with…
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So, you’re pregnant. Or maybe you’ve already had three babies, each one exiting through your vagina. Perhaps you’ve c-sectioned two little ones, and reading this might cause you to intake some air, loudly. No matter which of these categories you fit into or not, we need to talk about a secret little topic which has been overlooked at…
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It can take some serious strength of character to handle a difficult person with compassion, but what can sometimes happen if it’s done well is the total subversion of a tentatively terrible situation. Recognition of The Ego in oneself and then the ability to quieten it must first occur, so that you don’t feel the…
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It’s 5am and I’m considering dragging myself out of bed for a fifth time since 10:30pm. The thought of it hurts my body in a way only the very sleep deprived know how. Every inch of tissue feels like it’s had it’s own sleeping tablet; clogged in the cells, lodged. The ends of the body…
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I see the days falling away as my eldest child grows and changes and matures and we get closer to the end of babyhood for the littlest one. I feel a low level of stress – almost like I’ve got to meet a deadline I am unprepared for. In the little moments with each of…
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a poem
Gabrielle Gassin 