A friend is preparing for the arrival of her second baby and this makes my heart sing. A new baby is a reminder of all that is right and lovely and hopeful. A sweet, little being who will create beautiful chaos. Her soul is preparing to once again be transformed and I am simply looking forward to…
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What I wish I’d known
Every now and then certain pregnancy/parenting topics pop up that start a conversation, create a debate and then usually end up being labelled “mummy wars”. I don’t buy into the whole mummy war thing – I’ve never personally come across it and I don’t know anyone who has. Unless people are talking about me behind my…
Mean girls or just bad days
Lately I have had this messy imbalance going on that has had some implications on my life. I have had to remind myself that I don’t really subscribe to that whole balanced life concept – my time is spent at any given time – where it is needed most at that point. When it starts to…
I’m that mother
I’m that mother that you see at the park. The one who has one eye on their child and another on their phone. Funnily enough, I don’t feel that I’m being watched by other mothers and I don’t feel like I’m being judged. I’ve never had anyone give me a look that says “you’re a…
Guilty of mother’s guilt
It’s 7.30am on Saturday morning and I’m in my car. I’m child and husband free. It’s just me and Fleetwood Mac. I even stop and grab a coffee and I relish the feeling of freedom. I’m driving down the Coast to Pro Blogger and after already having spent the day before at the conference I’m anticipating…