I’ve been spending some time this week getting things set up for my new website and business. I’m supposed to be resting, but who can rest when there is so much to be done? I’m doing things quietly and purposefully and I don’t feel rushed. For the first time in such a long time, I…
I really hate it when you call your kid a dick
I’ve seen it around social media more and more and it makes me cringe every single time. Mums publicly calling their kid an asshole, dick, bastard, twat, bitch and even a little c*nt. I think it’s supposed to be funny, but I’m not laughing. Actually, it makes me more than cringe. It makes me angry….
Siblings getting along just fine
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 (and trying not to intervene). They find each other…
Walking home from school (shine only)
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 enthusiasm. Max, my enigma, who was like a skittish horse…
The trouble with being a fixer
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 filter isn’t called on all that often. It…
Mum peak hour
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 because she has mysteriously made it into the PSSA Mod…
My kids aren’t making me feel like sh*t on purpose
Since last week’s meltdown, I’ve tried very hard to take off the cranky pants. Let me tell you, it’s been difficult. Those babies are stuck right on me. Which made me realise that I have a major attitude problem right now. I get like this from time to time. Trying to do “all the things”…
A wish for mums for the new year
One of the things that makes me sad about online life is the number of mums who write about how lonely they are. It honestly breaks my heart how isolated, alone and unsupported so many mothers feel. I am so glad that social media exists to give these mums a place to voice their feelings. I…
How I unspoiled my kids
I shared an article on my Facebook page a couple of weeks ago, that was shared again and again. There is a lot about the article that I don’t agree with (the headline, for one thing), but there was a lot in there that really resonated with me. I am hyper-aware of how it is…
My best isn’t good enough
“We’re all just doing our best.” Honestly? If I hear that phrase one more time I will scream even louder than I screamed the last time I heard that phrase. I simply detest it. “Best” is quite possibly the blandest word in the world. What does “best” actually mean? Well, though the dictionary defines it as “of…
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