‘This week in tears’: a Special Post to Celebrate the Joys of having a Toddler with Three Molars coming through Simultaneously and also a mild Viral Infection.

THESE ARE ALL TRUE. His week in tears: This truck does not fit in the back of that truck. Mummy will not let me pour water into her shoe. There is garlic mayo on Mummy’s felafel. (Mummy’s note: Fair call, I made the mayo myself with fresh garlic and it was pretty fierce). Magnetic repulsion … More ‘This week in tears’: a Special Post to Celebrate the Joys of having a Toddler with Three Molars coming through Simultaneously and also a mild Viral Infection.

Uh oh

This week I’m writing about my son. I kind of try not to. Not because he doesn’t occupy my almost every waking thought, but because he does. I like this blog to be somewhere I can have a break from the wonderful but exhausting and endless reality of being a mum. I like to think … More Uh oh

The shortest distance between here and there is most likely not a straight line

I took up yoga in the year 2000. I’d moved thousands of kilometres from home to a place where I didn’t know anyone. I wasn’t sure what I was doing there. I was still in shock from the colours and the smells: mangoes and frangipani trees everywhere, palms and ferns and flying foxes and black … More The shortest distance between here and there is most likely not a straight line

This imperfect life

It’s 2am and the baby is awake. I’m walking up and down the corridor carrying him, trying not to trip on strewn blocks and books and clothes and pencils and trucks. Even in the semi-darkness the house is unmanaged chaos. And I really, really, really want to go back to sleep. But the baby is … More This imperfect life