After a typically exasperating evening with the toddler, filled with delightful behaviour like throwing cutlery across the dinner table, narrowly missing his brother, I was fighting the urge to swear under my breath and roll my eyes.
And then I saw something that made me giggle, and realise we’re not the only one who deal with toddlers, and their delightful quirks. Continue reading
What is it with this time of year? Everyone is exhausted and cranky. We’re trying to tick all those jobs off our lists in time for Christmas and school holidays. Lots of pressure. But we know that when it actually gets to school holidays and Christmas, we’re going to be so over it all, we won’t enjoy the time properly.
We’d all rather prefer to hide in a cupboard somewhere with a jar of nutella and a spoon, or a great big glass of red. Or maybe both…. Continue reading
Remember those days before kids? When you either made fabulous, exciting plans to go places, do things, or do absolutely fuck all – because you could.
My, how life changes after kids. Continue reading
Our toddler has started a wonderful phase that I call Jekyll and Hyde syndrome. He can be full of smiles and laughter one moment, and the next, he hates everything and just runs around the house yelling. Delightful, really. Continue reading
#HelpFindBear
Here is when I need to be a superhero mum. My seven year old’s toy bear has gone on an extended holiday when we returned from our recent family holiday. In other words, the bear has gone missing, and the seven year old is beside himself with grief.
I read stories all the time about families who lose a toy when they’re travelling, and how airlines locate the lost toy and everyone is reunited. I need this to be one of those times. I need to make this situation better. Continue reading
I’m going to be honest. Parenting has felt difficult recently. The kids just don’t listen, everyone seems tired, and some days, I think I might as well be invisible. I was talking to my seven year old the other day, when while he was looking at me, he said, “pardon, are you talking to me?”
At least he didn’t say, “what?”
I felt like banging my head against the wall. Continue reading
Parents are always busy. Always. It doesn’t matter if you have one child or five, there are always things to do. If you’re a working parent, it just goes up to another level of busyness. So how do you get shit stuff done? I see it as you have two options.
1. You lower your standards and expectations.
2. You outsource.
I’m a mum of boys, and wouldn’t have it any other way. Even when random strangers imply that I’m apparently missing out on a great parenting experience by only having sons, and no daughter.
So far, my boys have taught me that farts are apparently, hilarious. Often so funny, that when one of them farts, the other laughs so hard, he almost falls off his chair. Continue reading
When you become a parent, not only do you retain the set of skills, qualifications and experience you had before your kids came along, you also gain a whole new set.
Most parents could easily qualify for a job at the United Nations, or any large organisation that deals with various governments, large departments or handles crises on a regular basis. Here’s why. Continue reading
Friday nights – the end of a work week. The chance to kick up your heels, enjoy a bottle few glasses of wine and forget about responsibility for a bit. Unless you have kids, then it looks slightly different. Continue reading
Life, kids and a glass of red 