Oh, my nuts!

Rude words and why Baby G thinks we can’t say them at school. Last week, my big kids each had a friend over to play. Baby G was feeling left out because the big girls wanted alone time sans little… Continue Reading →

Kissing Hands

Baby G has had a hard time saying goodbye in the mornings (here’s the full Diva recount).  Little Miss Independent has turned into a  cling-on of grand proportions and I’ve accepted that we’ve entered the OMG-I-need-to-get-back-into-that-womb-NOW phase. After a few mornings… Continue Reading →

The Not Very Nice Day.

After waking up from a horrible nightmare and simultaneously realising I had overslept, I woke up my three sleeping children (because they only wake up at Sparrow’s Fart on weekends, of course) and BEGGED them to PLEASE get ready as… Continue Reading →


Living with my kids is like house-sharing with a comedy trio. The conversations in my house make me routinely shoot coffee out of my nose. I’m pretty sure their comic dialogue is some kind of evolutionary survival instinct thing…it certainly… Continue Reading →

An Open Letter to Jessica Simpson

Dear Jessica,  I heard your exciting news on the radio this morning and I want to congratulate you. Apparently, you’re expecting a massive weight gain! I was under the impression that you were expecting a baby, but that ridiculous assumption… Continue Reading →

I’m Not The Favourite.

Today’s post is a MOMfession by Tracy @ Momaical Blog.  What’s the MOMfessional? It’s a place where Parenting Bloggers can come to write about something that they usually keep hidden. It’s a place where we let our skeletons out of… Continue Reading →

Directions to Fairyland.

Today’s post was written by my mother, and it explains one hundred percent how I am who I am today and why I try so hard every day to live up to the job description of Mom as set out by… Continue Reading →

Our Dirty Weekend.

My mother gave me a piece of brilliant advice when I was expecting my first child. She likened me to a jug and explained that from that jug, I’d be expected to pour love, nurturing, teaching and compassion into the… Continue Reading →

I’m being bullied.

There’s this girl I know. She hates me. She watches my life with avid fascination…every little thing I do. Mostly, I’m able to avoid her, but every now and again, she finds me. Yesterday, I was having one of ‘those’… Continue Reading →

Sometimes, being Mummy ain’t all that.

When I was a little girl, all I ever wanted was to be a mum. Not a pilot, a scientist, a doctor. Not a farmer, a dancer, a teacher. A mum. Yes, I studied and built an extremely successful career… Continue Reading →
“You suck!” Are you aware that you tell your kids this all the time? I did once. I would tell them, “You’re fat, unattractive, unloveable. You are not good enough. I wish you looked like that prettier person over there.”… Continue Reading →

Fairy princess tea parties are seriously underrated.

Today, I needed Miss G to sleep. I had a lot of work to do and not much time. We spent the morning doing ‘special girl stuff’ like ballet and playing princesses with her best little friend EVER in the… Continue Reading →

A special day

This morning Miss M came to me, as she does every morning, and asked me to check to see if any of her teeth are wobbly. You see – for the last 18 months she has been watching all her… Continue Reading →

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