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self-esteem

A Thank You Letter to my daughter’s Kindergarten Teacher.

To my daughter’s Kindy teacher,   How do I begin to thank you for what you’ve done for Baby G this year?    You welcomed my little girl into your classroom in the beginning of the year with your arms… Continue Reading →

Damn you, Barbie!

This morning, as I battled to tame her deliciously curly brown hair for school, Baby G very sadly uttered, “Mama, I wish I had long, straight yellow hair and blue eyes.”  That one sentence halted my world, Matrix like. In… Continue Reading →

Myth of the perfect mother.

This morning, the most beautiful picture found its way on to my Facebook newsfeed. It made me smile. It grounded me. It made me proud to be privileged enough to be called “Mum”. Here it is: I was all loved… Continue Reading →

Enough Mylie!

If you were an alien visiting the Earth and found yourself in a Western country this past week, you’d have learnt the following things about the People Of Earth: ONE: Miley Cyrus is Very Important and has magic powers. With a… Continue Reading →

Imaginary friends, kangaroo scrotums and personal growth.

I have a confession: I have a slew of imaginary friends. We may never have met in the flesh (you see, they live in my iPad) but if there’s anything I’ve learned this past year, it’s this: kindness and compassion… Continue Reading →

Is that your baggage?

I couldn’t believe I was finally here. After a whirlwind six weeks of pre-cooking meals, re-organising of karate/dancing/footy schedules and some serious yanking up of my big girl knickers, I was finally standing at the Qantas check-in counter at the… Continue Reading →

I’m leaving on a jet plane… (or seven.)

“Congratulations!  Our Voices of the Year committees have selected “You Suck!” to be honored at the 5th annual Voices of the Year Community Keynote!” This was the opening line in the email that had me shaking like a leaf for an entire day…. Continue Reading →

Look at that FAT lady!

This week, I was in a supermarket with Baby G and she  innocently pointed (index finger and all) and loudly exclaimed, “Look at that fat lady!”

The Crips vs The Bloods (Sibling Warfare Ain’t Pretty)

There is this feature that comes fitted in every family car. It’s on the back seat and only children can see it. It divides the back seat and comes with strict rules that must be adhered to at all times…. 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 →

FAIL is not a four letter word.

I had an interesting chat with my children this morning. It’s the school holidays and I decided to take them out for a cafe breakfast and catch up over hot chocolate. I asked them what the the best and worst… 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 →

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