That time when my kid said that I’m a palaeontologist. Or kind of a palaeontologist, if you’re to believe what my nine-year-old told his teacher.
But I’m not.
Sure, I’m studying palaeontology, because let’s face it, dinosaurs are cool and what kid hasn’t said at one stage that when they grow up, they want to be a palaeontologist. But there’s a difference between studying online for shits and giggles, versus being a doctorate qualified specialist… Continue reading
All I want for Christmas is a nap. Seriously. A gorgeous, uninterrupted nap with my fab new contour pillow that feels like my head is resting on a cloud.
The perfect nap that leaves you refreshed, happy and ready to deal with even the biggest tantrums the kids decide to throw.
Is that a lot to ask for? Continue reading
How parenting changes us. You go from being a young, relatively care-free individual, to one who can now name all the characters of the Octonauts. Continue reading
Toddlers. Delightful small humans. Some days they just make your heart almost burst from so much love, other days, you want to sign up for a bulk wine home delivery service.
Welcome to the phase of parenting that will make you feel like you’re living with small, drunk, bi-polar pirates… Continue reading
When you’re a parent, or about to become a parent, you will read about all the things you need, and need to know. Here’s a secret. Most of those lists are crap.
You don’t need a 12-speed baby swing. You don’t need baby clothes that are hand wash only.
Here are five things that every parent needs to know. Continue reading
You can always tell when a mum has been granted a leave pass for a night out with friends. When work schedules have miraculously worked out so there are no late meetings or events for either parents, or a babysitter has been found and confirmed, and turned up to the house.
How can you tell?
Look at the handbag. There will be a teeny tiny handbag, or a gorgeous leather bag – free of stains or marks on the outside. No wipes and nappies hanging out, no bulging water bottles or zip lock bags of fruit to be seen. The gorgeous bag is safe to be taken out – no danger of snot being wiped on it, milk drinks being spilt on it, and it doesn’t need to be big enough to double as an overnight bag. Continue reading
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
