Last night I sat on the lounge room floor in my pyjamas, It was my birthday so we had a floor picnic for dinner. My 9-year-old daughter was sharing a funny story that she had heard in the playground about the birds and the bees leaving my two step-daughters and my husband crying with laughter. Our youngest […]

I always roll my eyes at the public health announcement about too much coffee. Is there really such a thing? Last month I shared a story on my Facebook page about a mum who was hassled by a barista because her bub was having a cry. There were lots of mums there that day – me […]

I think I should write an e-book on blog traffic. Over the last 48 hours sharing this post, this post and this piece I wrote for Essential Kids Ive had almost 1000 people come to read ideas of being a mum from different, non hallmark, perspectives. Thank you. I travelled overseas with my mum and […]

Thanks so much to the hundreds of people that popped in yesterday to read Michelle’s journey as a mum. It always warms my heart when people take the time to read really read the stories we have to tell. So thanks. Today we change pace a little – I’ve been reading Cherie’s little space for […]

You’d be mistaken by thinking that Mothers Day is a media free-for-all to write about the way we should or shouldn’t acknowledge the day. I’ve only been a mum for the last 8 years – not really a veteran but not necessarily a newbie. Truth is I still haven’t connected with the idea that Mothers Day […]

I have about 5 shows a week that I make an effort to watch. Most weeks I forget, so in the comfort of my bed – late on a Saturday night with my Ipad propped up on a pillow – I try to catch up. A cup of tea and a silent home. Bliss. One […]

Stories fill in the gaps. The spaces where the world presents complexity and a quest for clarity all at the same time. I’m reading Michaela McGuire’s ‘A story of Grief’ its a short snapshot of thoughts on how mourning can change our landscape. My research is consumed by ideas of grieving for those that sit […]

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 in relation to everyone else. I looked up at the graphs and the diagrams and […]

I owned a pair of thongs, shoes, when I was 8. They had a sole that felt like sponge, soft and welcoming on my little wide feet that were growing at a rapid rate. I wore them everywhere that summer holiday and when the strap removed itself from the sole, my soul was crushed a […]