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Please stop asking me when I’m going to have a second baby!!

18th July 2016 By Jonelle 15 Comments

Please stop asking me when I’m going to have another baby!! | Tyranny of Pink

My son Oden is ten months old. I have never loved anyone or anything more than I love him. This child of mine is literally a miracle baby! And yet all the time, I’m being asked about a second baby. Something we don’t even want to be reminded about. You see, we were told that we…

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Filed Under: Being Mom, That time I nearly died Tagged With: I don't need more than one, it's none of your business, it's rude to ask about my plans for children, my one child is everything, one child is enough for me, one is all I need, stop asking inappropriate questions, stop asking me about my plans for children, think before you ask

6 Weeks Post Colostomy Reversal Op! I survived!

22nd June 2016 By Jonelle 6 Comments

6 Weeks Post Colostomy Reversal Op! I survived! Tyranny of Pink

The last few weeks have been really tough. My colostomy reversal surgery went amazingly (Read about that here) well and a week after being sent home from the hospital I went for a check up and my surgeon happily reported that everything was perfect and it’s all over. I smiled all the right smiles but…

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Filed Under: Being an Ostomate, That time I nearly died Tagged With: acceptance, be grateful, believe in yourself, choosing me, colostomy, Coping with change, hartmann's procedure, I survived, life after a colostomy, Motivational Speaking, patient trauma, post surgery inspiration, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, PTSD, reversal surgery, Survivor workshops, things to be grateful for

What it was like having my stoma reversal

16th May 2016 By Jonelle 4 Comments

What it was like having my stoma reversed | Tyranny of Pink

My stoma was never meant to be permanent. It was something that needed to happen in order for me to live and hate it as I did, it saved my life. Now, it’s time for my reversal. I got my little friend “Francis” during an emergency procedure that saved my life after my colon was…

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Filed Under: Being an Ostomate, That time I nearly died Tagged With: be unapologetically you, choosing me, colostomy, hartmann's procedure, life choices, ostomate, ostomy, reversal surgery, what it's like getting reversal surgery

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Some of my plants got together for a little gather Some of my plants got together for a little gathering. Still don't know how I suddenly become a plant lady. But here we are. 

Feeling a little sad about the end of our time in Fortunatus Street but looking forward to our new home.
The biggest mushroom I ever did see. The biggest mushroom I ever did see.
Sitting on the steps, alone at home. Waiting on th Sitting on the steps, alone at home. Waiting on the results of my covid test while my family is camping with the neighbours. 

I don't particularly like being alone which is completely opposite to how I've been most of my life. 

Solitude was always a time to heal. To nurse my wounds. To recover from a lifetime of trauma. 

A life that from the outside was one to envy but from inside wasn't always easy. Wasn't easy at all. 

Endless pressure. 
Pressure to be everything I wasn't and everyone else's dream. 

Success. But not to me. 
And here I am. Living my dream. 
Happy. 

And strangely so uncomfortable with being on my own. 

I'd guess it's something to do with the road Solitude leads me down. 

I'm done healing. 
I'm okay now. 

Home. 
Alone. 
Drinking my beer.
Beautiful Queenstown ❤️ Beautiful Queenstown ❤️
Zebra crossing. Literally. #zebracrossing #urba Zebra crossing. 
Literally. 

#zebracrossing #urbandesign #streetscape #queenstown
Two weeks to the new place. Eek. So much packing Two weeks to the new place. Eek. 
So much packing to do.
Six months. Six months.

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