Slow Down Sunday
Dave has taken the boys out this morning so I returned home from boot camp to a very rare, empty house. And I don’t know what to do with myself! This hasn’t been the best week, but not the worst either. I’ve been a bit …
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Oh yeah. Hirschsprung’s is for life damnit.
Friday, 12th June 10pm: I’m in my bed, eating the hell out of a packet of Lindor Balls. I just got out of the shower. A long shower into which I took my trés classy bourbon-in-a-can and sat on the floor. I didn’t cry, but …
Out of the house.
Truth: I’m not a social mama. I don’t have playdates scheduled weeks in advance, Nix doesn’t have a massive gang of toddler mates, we don’t do coffees at the mall, go to baby gym or playgroup. This suits me just fine but if I’m honest, …
Some weeks. This week.
Some weeks are just weird. A veritable whirlwind of accidents, events, chaotic scheduling, driving, rushing. This week, like so many recently, was the epitome of busy. I look back and can’t think of the cuddly, sweet moments with Nixon that were surely there right (right?!!). …
Meeting Friday with a Fistpump
Every time Dave goes away for work, which is far too often at the moment, I brace myself, I fortify my parenting intentions, I pray for congenial children, I clear my schedule and I cross my fingers. Dave left at 3.30am Monday morning and it’s …
How to Have the Best Mother’s Day EVER, Simplified
Preface: I truely hope all the Mama’s, the Step-mums, Foster mums, Nanas, Dads doing it solo, extended family superstars and anyone raising loved and happy little people had a amazing day yesterday however you chose to spend it x After careful, mostly, scientific analysis- you know …
Thou shalt not judge my parenting on Mondays
Nix turns two in 2 months and he’s all about the tantrums. All. The. Time. I can deal with this just fine, however, a grande mal paddy sometimes causes a bit of a time crunch when you are trying to leave the house by 9.30am. God …
These are my people. Even the toddler.
Yesterday I turned 36. Ok. I’m cool, just had to let that sink in for a minute. Having 2 kids with an 8.5 year age gap means that the four of us often go in different directions. If Ethan has a rugby game and it’s …
Flying by the seat of my pants.
Last week saw the somewhat anticipated beginning of Term 2. After a lovely, lazy two weeks of school holidays E left the house last Monday happy and ready to get stuck in to another school term. Compared to holidays past, the Easter break was chilled …
The lost art of “getting shit done”
Today I crossed one task off my to-do list and added 4 more. One. The tasks on my list are not even that onerous or time consuming. They simply require my undivided attention for a small period of time. Therein lies the conflict. Nixon is …