Lara K

31/05/2026

One day, I laid my baby down on his playmat for the very last time — I just didn’t know it.

One day, I made him a bottle of milk for the last time — and I didn’t know it.

One day, I lifted him into his high chair for the last time, completely unaware that a chapter was ending.

There were no warnings. No countdowns. No signs telling me these moments would never come again.

And one day, there will be a last time he climbs onto my lap.

A last time he reaches for me to pick him up.

A last time he falls asleep in my arms.

A last time he needs me to kiss a bump better, solve a problem, or hold his hand.

And the hardest part is that nobody tells you when it’s the last time.

So while I’m exhausted, touched out, overstimulated, and counting down until bedtime, I’m trying to remember this:

One day, I’d give anything to have these moments back.

So for now, I’ll soak up the cuddles, carry him when he asks, and hold his little hand for as long as he’ll let me.

Because childhood doesn’t disappear all at once.

It slips away quietly, disguised as ordinary days.

28/05/2026

28/05/2026

TikTok shadow banned this video because I chose to use uncensored language - I’ve done this because these real life issues shouldn’t be censored! They NEED to be spoken about.
The world is changing and we must change with it to safeguard our children☁️🤍✨
I do not make money through the content I post, so I am not earning on this one - now that’s been said please share this information with any friends or relatives who are parents, AI is still new and we’re all still learning about it, so let’s keep educating each other about the dangers we could possibly, unknowingly, be putting our children into.

27/05/2026

Government assistance is there for those who need it, but what are your thoughts or experiences with it?🫣🤍

26/05/2026

My notes app acts as my journal despite having tonnes of them dotted around the house.
This was a quick piece to vent my feelings tonight.
I feel high maintenance a lot of the time due to BPD, I know I’m not alone with this feeling. But the truth is that our nervous system is damaged due to our pasts, and “moving on” isn’t just “moving on” to people with damaged nervous systems - but we are trying to recover. It takes patience on both sides of any relationship be that a family member, partner or friend.
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24/05/2026

Another day in the life, another unaesthetic but realistic day in this council flat😮‍💨✌🏼✨☁️

21/05/2026

I’ve started sharing a lot less of my son online.

This isn’t because I’m ashamed, hiding him away, or suddenly becoming “secretive.” It’s because the internet has changed and as a parent, I have to change with it.

With how quickly AI is developing, photos and videos can now be used in ways most of us never imagined a few years ago. People can pull personal information from images, track locations, recreate voices, and even use children’s faces and bodies to create fake or disturbing AI-generated content. That alone is enough for me to take a step back and think more carefully about what I share publicly.

My son deserves privacy, safety, and the chance to grow up without his entire life documented online before he’s old enough to understand or consent to it.

I’ll still share little snippets of our life here and there, because being his mum is the biggest part of who I am but I’m choosing to protect more of him offline.

The world online just isn’t the same anymore, and I’d rather be cautious than regretful.

21/05/2026