Category Archives: Parenting
On making assumptions
We make assumptions, and believe we are right about the assumptions; then we defend our assumptions and try to make someone else wrong - Don Miguel Ruiz I sat at the movies on Sunday morning. With one baby on my … Continue reading
What a beautiful surprise
I was at my daughter’s parent teacher interview this morning. My lovely husband at my side. Small scribbled notes on the teachers paper in front of him and an excel spreadsheet up on the board telling me where she was … Continue reading
7 things I’d say to my daughter (with thanks to Elizabeth Gilbert)
My desk is a afloat with post-it notes. Ideas for articles, short sharp lines that might be useful for my thesis, action items that remain unactioned. They act like tumbleweed – blowing past my desk, curled up and yellowing from … Continue reading
Everyday Im shuffling
There is a disconnect between the words that sometimes pop out of my mouth and the ones I truly believe. I often catch myself at training courses thinking ‘oh that sounds fab’ and then I walk out the door and … Continue reading
Growing Up more than OK
The challenge of parenting is the difficulty in seeing how today shapes the future. A few weeks back I took my kids with me to the physio. I had a sports injury (how cool!) and while the lovely young man … Continue reading
Inviting yourself back in
Freelance writing is a strange business. It’s a little like research work. You get a snippet of time with a person where you ask them detailed questions about their life and then you hang up and they vanish into … Continue reading
Man vs child
One of my closest friends in the worlds is having a baby. It’s her first whereas Im coming up to celebrating eight years existence in a world that offers more questions than answers each day. Parenting small people is like … Continue reading
The diversion.
Through the poverty-stricken undergrad years I worked in peoples homes helping them to care for their children who had special needs. It sat well with the ideals I was learning in my social work degree and paid me to take … Continue reading
The accidental scars
There are moments of complete polarity in our days. Waking to the news of bombs going off on the other side of the world. Watching people sing for their moment in the spotlight in the evenings. I wrote for this … Continue reading
The opinionater
I found myself yelling at the tele like I tend to do on Monday nights when Q&A pops on. I was angry last night about the focus of the all women panel. I was waiting for thoughts on child … Continue reading
