Christine Howie
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A place that’s safe, honest and true
Where I can be me and you can be you
Find your tribe, you’ll soon know
The people who will help you grow
Your circle may be small and tight
And that’s ok, that’s alright
Whoever they are, they are enough
To make you feel all wrapped in love
Open your arms, stretch them wide
The world is yours, no need to hide
No man is an island, no woman alone
Find your people, then you’re home
Each of us, all shapes and sizes
Many masks, many guises
No one minding where you’ve been
You’ve made it now, you are seen
Belonging is to truly matter
So tell your troubles, enjoy the patter
No judgement here in this ‘hood
Just pass the wine and share the food
Community is what you make it
Just be yourself
No need to fake it
Christine Howie
Christine lives with her husband and son (a wonderful and lively five year old) on the outskirts of Glasgow. After some time out to become ‘tinmum’ (titanium fused spine – Sia eat your heart out), she has been teaching Theology and Philosophy, volunteering for Pregnancy Sickness Support and writing whenever she can. At the end of 2017, Christine decided to make the leap creating a blog – tinmumblog.com writing about the minefield that is motherhood. She also tried where possible to help raise awareness of Hyperemesis Gravidarum (HG) – an illness she suffered throughout her pregnancy, which is still vastly misunderstood.
