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
"When the dark forces of the adult world conspire against you, when you feel that you’re resilience is being tested, put on some gangster shit and handle your business" I'm the Mum. Im a bit of a hero. I try my best to always do what is right and good for my family but sometimes, … Continue reading How to Repair your Shit-Shield (when its not your kids who are breaking it)
This is my husband. He arrived home a couple of hours ago. Its 2.53pm. He works FIFO (fly in, fly out) He started work at 6 o'clock last night and worked through until he boarded a plane at 9 this morning. After his flight he drove over … Continue reading FIFO Myth Busting – what I think about some of the sh*t people say.
"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.
My 9 year old can crack some good jokes. Hes got a beautiful little heart. He can hold a decent conversation with other adults and enjoys a good chat. Hes very worldly for his age. He respects his elders, he uses his manners and hes polite. Hes “a pleasure” according to other parents. Hes clever … Continue reading No one Warned me About 9