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Jamie Lynn Spears: mamma mia.

  • Writer: Jenny Wynter
    Jenny Wynter
  • Dec 20, 2007
  • 1 min read

Oh boy. I don’t even want to get into the pop culture element of this whole debacle. All I can say is that now, two kids into my life, whenever I see ANYBODY pregnant with their first child – whether they’re 16, 29 or 43, there is a part of me thinking ‘Wow, oh wow. You have absolutely no idea what you’re in for.’

Because I didn’t. Nobody does. No matter how many books you read, stories you hear and people you talk to, at the end of the day, absolutely NOTHING prepares you for parenthood. Nothing.

The difference with seeing a 16 year old get up the duff – regardless of who she is or how famous her family might be – is that my thoughts move on to: ‘Wow, oh wow. One hundred per cent of your post-child life (spot the irony?) is going to be about kids…and you have absolutely no idea what you’re in for.’

I’m tired just thinking about it.

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I acknowledge the Gubbi Gubbi, Wakka Wakka and Butchulla peoples, the First Nation Traditional Owners of Country, and custodians of the land and waters on which I live and work, and all the peoples who have welcomed me on Country. I pay respects to all Elders past and present and acknowledge the young leaders who are working beside Elders in our cultural industries in the continuation of cultural, spiritual and educational practices. I recognise all First Nation peoples as the original storytellers of these lands and acknowledge the important role they continue to play in our community.

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