I love Christmas. I have bells that chime Christmas carols and old favorite recipes and the Michael Bublé Christmas classics CD. I fucking love Christmas. I love it so much that I nagged my husband to let us put up the tree early this year because I just couldn’t wait to get into the Christmas spirit. I imagined … Continue reading Finding Christmas Magic in Unlikely Places
I have 2 children. Being their mum feels mostly like sunshine. I don’t have a favourite but I do feel differently about them. My youngest son came to me when I was in a good and steady place. I had a husband. I didn’t have to work because we had security. Everything was settled and … Continue reading I Dont Have A Favourite
We took our son to get his haircut. He is 4 years old and hasn't been to the hairdresser for a long time. For the past 2 years he has been growing his hair out "like Dad" because he wanted to be like his Dad. We went through all the stages of hair growth; that … Continue reading We took our Son to get his Haircut
I've spoken before about the loss of identity that comes with parenting. Its a strange phenomenon. On one hand you become so much more than you were before, you become someone you never imagined you could be. You do things you didn't know you were capable of. You become so strong and so resilient and … Continue reading Finding your thing.
"I am not the fun parent. I’m the every day, the mundane, the emotional labour drudge. I’m grateful for it, but I’m exhausted by it. There is very little that is exciting about me, because I’m always here." Its my day off today. The little one is in daycare while the older one is in … Continue reading I’m the “everyday” – so days with Mum will never compare to days with Dad.