Raising children and a little bit of hell
Lottie and Max have a rather fraught relationship. They are similar personalities in many ways (don't tell them I said that), but they clash on the regular. Finding common ground when you are an 8-year-old girl and a 12-year-old boy can be difficult. It's interesting watching their interactions ...
About three years ago, on this here blog, I talked about how desperately our bathrooms needed a renovation. Actually, I think I first mentioned a reno about five years ago, but hey, who's tracking these things? Nobody, that's who. That's part of my ...
My kids walk home from school each day, plodding a well-worn path out the back of the school, down a track past the scout hall, across a local oval and playground and down our long, winding street. It's about a 15-20 minute walk, depending on ...
"Is he sleeping through?" was the question I was most asked when Max was born. "Is he a good sleeper?" The answer was always no. It was no for a very long time indeed. I won't tell you how long because I don't want to scare new mums -- years, it ...
We all act badly sometimes and it's mortifying to get caught out doing it. I had a major road ragey turn at the intersection at the top of our street on Friday. There was a car turning right off the main road that I had to give way to, but it didn't ...
I've committed to doing the 100 Days of Pushups Challenge and when I mentioned it on Facebook, lots of you wanted to make the commitment too. So I thought about creating a Facebook group to keep us all on track. But you know what? I struggle to ...
There was a vast desert full of crickets and tumbleweeds and then there was... a rushing river. I've had quite a few emails from you all, wanting to know how I managed to break my blog silence: "How did you get your mojo back?" "Where is the ...
Last week Josh Spector* shared an article by Alex Soojung-Kim Pang from Thrive Global called Work-Life Balance Is About Years, Not Days. This is basically a fresh take on the 'tilting' theory of finding balance, something I first read on Planning ...
I'm a forthright person who calls it like it is (or at least how I think it is - very important point there... ahem), so I can sometimes run into a spot of bother. See, when you're used to being open and people respect you for that openness, your ...
I've rescheduled our drinks to Sunday afternoons. I hope that still suits you... I like Sunday afternoons. They feel like both the end of one week and the beginning of another. Today we're having a lovely cold Creature Comforts Reclaimed Rye. Good ...
This morning I had an 8.45am meeting, but the uniform shop at school didn't open until 8.30am. Ordinarily the uniform shop opening hours factor into my day exactly never, but not this day. This day Lottie needed socks, shorts and a shirt for Mod Ball ...