I’m going to put it out there and say one of the best things about having kids is reliving some of the best parts of your childhood. When I was a kid movie nights were up there as a favourite family activity to do together. Going to the video shop, borrowing a bunch of movies, grabbing a bag of coloured popcorn for my mum and brother and the caramel popcorn for my dad and I. Sometimes they would surprise us with a block of Cadbury chocolate as well. It was awesome. Continue reading
There are days that seem to be never ending. Days where I feel like a complete failure. Days that seem like groundhog day and days I wish would be ground hog day just so I could correct all the errors I made. Then there are days that click, days that work seamlessly. And, if I am lucky, they have special moments in them that bring so much joy that my heart feels like its going to explode. I was so blessed to have a few days recently that had so many of those joyful moments. And the best part, they all came so unexpectedly. It made me remember why mother daughter relationships are important and how tightly I need to hold onto these moments.
There are days that seem to be never ending. Days where I feel like a complete failure. Days that seem like groundhog day and days I wish would be ground hog day just so I could correct all the errors I made. Then there are days that click, days that work seamlessly. And, if I am lucky, they have special moments in them that bring so much joy that my heart feels like its going to explode. I was so blessed to have a few days recently that had so many of those joyful moments. And the best part, they all came so unexpectedly. It made me remember why mother daughter relationships are important and how tightly I need to hold onto these moments.
The saying goes “Children are great imitators so give them something great to imitate”.
For as long as I can remember I have always cooked with the kids. From the time Miss M was old enough to sit upright on her own she would be in her bumbo sitting with me as I cooked up a storm. So it’s no surprise that the kids are now avid chefs.
The saying goes “Children are great imitators so give them something great to imitate”.
For as long as I can remember I have always cooked with the kids. From the time Miss M was old enough to sit upright on her own she would be in her bumbo sitting with me as I cooked up a storm. So it’s no surprise that the kids are now avid chefs.
I love girl weekends away. Not just the ones you have with your girlfriends (although that is also very therapeutic). I am talking about with your little girl. The treasured mummy and daughter time. Sometimes we need to take some time out together for some real quality time. One on one trips to the shops, a walk down to the beach or bedtime cuddles are all wonderful. But sometimes, we need those spontaneous getaways to regroup and really nurture our relationship. Continue reading
So recently I read a blog by the beautiful Amy from This Mum Likes titled “10 Reasons I Love Mothers’ Group”and it got me thinking about what happens to those of us who don’t click with the group we are given? What if we don’t feel like these women are our sister wives or our mama village, then what?
I feel there are milestones in our lives as mothers just as there are in a child. Children learn to crawl, then walk, then run. Without one it makes it difficult to move on to the next stage. I realise now it’s much the same with motherhood. If you don’t click and build that village in the early days of motherhood it makes the next few milestones hard, lonely and isolating.
Mother’s Day is such a bitter sweet day for me. As it draws near I feel myself getting a bit anxious and my heart getting a bit heavier. I know I won’t be able to share any new ‘mum and me’ photos on social media and when Sunday comes around and I see photos of friends with their arms draped around their mum’s neck as they pose for a photo I am sure I will feel a ping of envy.
I long for those photos, the new mum and me photos taken over a Mother’s day brunch or lunch, or the generation shot of my mum, kids and I but there will be no photos or moments captured and I imagine it will hurt just the same as it did last year. Continue reading
Mother’s Day is such a bitter sweet day for me. As it draws near I feel myself getting a bit anxious and my heart getting a bit heavier. I know I won’t be able to share any new ‘mum and me’ photos on social media and when Sunday comes around and I see photos of friends with their arms draped around their mum’s neck as they pose for a photo I am sure I will feel a ping of envy.
I long for those photos, the new mum and me photos taken over a Mother’s day brunch or lunch, or the generation shot of my mum, kids and I but there will be no photos or moments captured and I imagine it will hurt just the same as it did last year. Continue reading
When I started writing today I was going to tell you a story about how my blog came to be. How over the months that it took me to create the blog, and now the couple of months its been ‘live’, I found parts of myself I had lost somewhere in the journey of motherhood & wife-hood. Parts that have laid dormant for way too long. Instead, I find myself drawn to taking down my brave face for a minute and sharing part of my journey about how life’s continual curve balls have impacted my little family. How slowly losing your village as a mum can be soul crushing. Continue reading