We’re talking about it, at least a lot more than we used to. When I was struggling with infertility (I’m still infertile, but it’s a moot point these days), I felt so isolated. I isolated myself. Of course I knew I wasn’t alone – I’d meet plenty of women at the fertility clinic, faces that I’d barely scan and could … Read More
If you don’t know your downward dog from your frog, your cat from your cow, then maybe it’s time to explore the animal kingdom of yoga with your kids. *This post includes a book review – not sponsored, but I did receive a complimentary copy There’s an Old MacDonald’s farmyard full of postures, or asanas to try together, and whether … Read More
Sh#t happens, sometimes piles of poo. And sometimes the only way to get through (as opposed to step on) all the sh*t is to laugh about it. I wrote about the drama (and comedy) that seems to want to accompany us whenever we travel in this post, but there’s one comedy of errors that takes the proverbial cake and needs … Read More
This past weekend I spent time with both sides of my extended family – something that rarely happens. I hadn’t seen my brother, sister, brother-in-law, niece and nephews since Christmas – we can’t believe where the time went. Does the first third of the year always disappear faster than the others?
How do you find the right words to say – that’s what I’m struggling with this mother’s day as I think of my children’s birthmothers. I’ve previously shared a letter I wrote to our daughter’s birthmother that I penned almost 9 years ago (it’s on this page, but I’ve copied it below). I found the ‘right’ words then, but they … Read More
You would have been turning sweet sixteen right about now. Although you may have been a boy, so I wouldn’t be calling you sweet (handsome perhaps, whispered, lest anyone hear). In my dreams I imagined calling you strong, resilient, compassionate, confident – regardless of your gender. In my dreams I imagined calling you my child. I will never know.
Sometimes you are so proud….. When your 10 year old daughter, who loves loom bands (like all 10 year old girls) and has a friend who has given her a few to make, says she can wait until her birthday – in three months time – for her friend to give her a kit and bands (as her friend has … Read More
Perfection has to be the most impossible of expectations yet I have burdened myself with it. Not, thankfully, in every area of my life, or I might just have sacrificed my sanity. I’m quite Ok with not having the house spotless (or even close), and with being on the lax side of the grooming (although not hygiene) department. In any … Read More
Butter wouldn’t melt right! That face – this adorable face – you’ve probably seen it many times but hey, it sucks you in doesn’t it? And lately the chats do too – little snatches on the way here and there, sometimes full-on conversations. They take me to places of sheer joy as I marvel at a four-year-old’s unique perspective on … Read More
So we found ourselves in beautiful Lennox Head, Northern NSW. It was a muggy and overcast Monday night – our family three instead of four. It felt strange. Little Yang enjoyed a promised pink drink as we nursed nerves with our beers and a pub meal. Nearby our family’s missing limb was playing games with her friends, laughing, telling stories … Read More
Have you ever felt so embarrassed you could die? I’m betting you have, in that pre-teen or teenage OMG melodramatic way, when the worst thing in the world that could possibly happen happened, and mortified, you thought you would die (only here you are, years later, alive and kicking). A ‘heavy period’ accident springs to my mind and I cringe … Read More
What do a) spilt milk, b) a parking ticket, c) Brussel sprouts d) Nits have in common? Pretty hard to be grateful for! A little while ago I wrote a post about practising gratitude for ‘the love of it’ – not just because it’s something you feel you should do (like eating greens). I spoke of gratitude as being something … Read More