I’m feeling a bit blah at the moment. I don’t know what it is exactly… hormones? the weather? old age? I don’t know, but it’s all I can do to put one foot in front of the other some days. Normally I would try to fight the blahs, or at least make complex plans to […]
It’s 3 am and I am awake. Lying here in the dark I’m trying to switch my brain off so I can go back to sleep, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t do it. I try thinking happy thoughts. I try imaging what I’d do if I won a million dollars. I […]
I didn’t video my son playing in his piano concert. I didn’t even take a photo. I planned to, I even got my phone out ready to press the record button and video every second, but when they called his name and he walked up to the piano, I put my phone down. I did […]
Some weeks seem to drag on forever, especially the difficult ones. This week has been like that. But among the sick kids, and the lack of sleep, and the changed plans there are still things that make me happy. Some days I have to look a little harder for them, but they are still there… […]
When I first became a Mum I was a little surprised about how divisive the whole parenting gig could be, but I soon found myself falling into step with the gig and contributing to the ‘Mummy Wars’ in my own small way. I tried not to be outwardly rude or mean, but inside I was […]
It’s the little things that make me smile. Things like crappy photos that capture a moment. Things like folding the laundry and having no unmatched socks at the end. Things like watching my big boy master his fears and swim with his face in the water. Things like digging in the garden till my back […]
Why do I always think I should be someone I am not? Do you do that too? Do you often find yourself thinking that you should do something that is really not you, and then wonder if it should be you and whether you should change?
How much longer can I call him a toddler? He still has cute little toddler speech, but he’s drawing the cutest people ever. He still has mega meltdowns, but he’s beginning to yell understandable words at us in between the screaming and sobbing. He sleeps in his own big bed, but he still appears in […]