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
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
Does anyone else think that birthdays are overrated?
I’ve been thinking, trying to remember at what point in my life birthdays changed from being one of the best days of the year to one of the worst.
Today, like any other birthday (at least for a while now) started abruptly and I knew within the first 10 minutes it was going to be like any other birthday. Woken before 7am with the demands of my 3 year old “where is this?”, “I can’t find that”, “I am hungry” , “mum, mum, mum…”
And so the dreaded day started. The morning continues with a whirlwind of noise and mess and by 9am I am sitting at the dining room table, looking around at a house that looks like a tornado has just whirled through it and I think to myself “I just cant do this…” Continue reading
It’s funny how things turn out. I am always amazed at how in the blink of an eye everything can change. Your life, the people in your life and your overall perspective on things.
Recently our family went to the river for a bit of a family catch up for a water skiing/ wake-boarding long weekend. A few days before my hubby and I got into a bickering battle. You know the classic husband wife arguments over the typical things like parenting, money, the house, responsibilities, life in general. By the time we set off for our 2.5 hour drive, staying silent seemed like the best way to travel. Like they say ‘If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all’.
I recently got nominated to participate in the #RockingMotherhood blog series by an amazing, down to earth and ridiculously amusing Daddy Blogger @Daddypoppins who is so very kind and trying to help me dive into the into the vast blogging world I so long to be in.
After reading his response to why he is #RockingMotherhood, it highlighted 3 things:
