Defective Dance Mom Syndrome

(It's real. I should know.)

Dear everyone, Just for this week, if I forget your birthday/our coffee date/my under or outerwear, please know you were warned in advance that I am suffering from Defective Dance Mom Syndrome. To add insult to injury, this seasonal affliction often triggers acute Organisational Deficit Disorder which perfectly explains my current state of mental health.

An Open Letter Dear everyone, Just for this week, if I forget your birthday/our coffee date/my under or outerwear, please know you were warned in advance that I am suffering from Defective Dance Mom Syndrome. To add insult to injury, this seasonal affliction often triggers acute Organisational Deficit Disorder which perfectly explains my current state of mental… Read More

Flop-proof Cinnamon Scrolls

(Trust me. I burn toast.)

If you are a terrible baker and want to impress people - these are SO easy and beyond delicious. Seriously - I burn toast and I made these with ease. You're welcome.

Yesterday, after picking up the kids from school and dropping the bigger kids off at their extra-curricular activities, Baby G and I found ourselves at home with time to bake. She wanted to bake cupcakes “all by myself” so I decided to try a grown-up recipe all by myself, too. In case you need the… Read More

Raising a Mighty Girl

My little girl wrote a story that blew me away.

I try to raise my daughters to be strong, independent and 100% certain that they can take care of themselves. This little story by my six year old daughter had me worried for a while, but the ending blew me away. #mightygirl

A few weeks ago, Baby G came to me with a proud grin on her face and presented me with a piece of paper. She informed me that she was writing a chapter book and that this was her first chapter. Relishing this stage in her life, where the joy of reading and writing is… Read More

Grief, a Continent Away

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Without connection, what are we? This week, very suddenly, my family lost a very beloved family member. When I think about my My Auntie Viv, I remember a woman with a wicked sense of humour, hilarious conversations in Donald Duck voice and above all, a sense that I was loved in return. A continent away,… Read More

Trials and tribulations of Adult ADHD

(Or How I Am Learning to Tame Stoned Ducks)

The Trials and Tribulations of Adult ADHD

As an adult ADHD sufferer with severe organizational and time management issues (and by severe, I mean crippling, suffocating, chaos-causing issues), I have found myself becoming increasingly overwhelmed by the volume of housework, kids’ school organizing and personal to-dos in the past few months. In true ADHD style, I find myself dealing with a zillion… Read More

Remembering Doron

A Tribute to a Special Boy

Remembering Doron

  Not a day has gone by in nearly fifteen years that I haven’t thought of him. Not a day has passed without him visiting my thoughts and jolting my heart. Doron delighted in being alive and in nineteen short months he touched countless lives with his infectious joy. I loved him more than I… Read More

The Tween Parent’s Tug-o-War

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Miss M is officially a tween. At eleven, she is beginning to show little hints of the woman she will one day be. Time has chiseled away at her face and is, startlingly quickly, revealing beautiful, angular cheekbones where chubby cheeks once were. Without me realising, she has grown in stature and is nearly as… Read More

Mornings With Kids Are No Fairy Tale.

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This morning, I woke up half an hour early, organised breakfasts, made school lunches and folded laundry. Feeling unusually ahead of my game and positive about the day ahead, I went to wake the kids. Mary Poppins-like, I woke the kids with smiles and kisses (everything short of scampering animated squirrels, I kid you not)…. Read More