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Being an Introvert

Yesterday I posted something on Instagram about being an introvert and I was quite surprised by how many people also considered themselves one. What was also interesting is that all of them are some of my favorite instagram friends. Funny how we humans unknowingly stick together like a magnet and paper …

Dead Dishwasher Delimma

On Mother’s Day, like a giant middle finger to my awesome mothering, my dishwasher died and took all the power to the kitchen bench with it. That same night, in protest, I headed to the supermarket to stock up on disposable plates, cups and cutlery because I don’t give a crap, …

Boys Toys

I used to be one of those parents of boys. You know the ones … protective, nurturing, adamant that they’d grow up without any violent tendencies, the type who’d never in a million years let them have toy guns or weapons. Ten years ago I was the type who would …

The Last Child

This is my thirteenth and last consecutive year of being at home with at least one small child. Jude starts school next year and I’m really in two minds about it. I used to look at the Mums at the Cheers & Tears morning on the first day of school, …

Praise from the Modern Day Child

It’s sunday and the end of daylight savings. So in the confusion of the added 25 hours to the day, or so it seems, I ended up back in bed at lunchtime. Seriously, how can one teeny hour cause such havoc? Anyway as I lay there fantasising about how many minutes …

The things you see …

I have seen some pretty weird and wonderful things when I’ve been out running. As a city runner, when you clock up hundreds of hours on the road you are bound to come across at least one interesting thing each run. I have seen police pulling a dead body out …

Life after London

In July we are coming up to our three year anniversary since we left London. I know. THREE YEARS. Before we left I met someone who told me that it takes two years to resettle back where you came from after so many years living away. At the time I wanted …

Better late than never

Well it has been a while. There is nothing sadder than an abandoned blog. If you’d told me a couple of years ago that I’d go nearly six months without posting anything I’d have been horrified, yet that’s exactly what I’ve done. I tried to write. I have about two …

London Pilgrimage

It’s hard to believe it’s been a whole year since I was there but in two weeks I’ll be on a plane en route to London … my favourite place in the world and my spiritual home. I know that sounds corny and makes me a really crap Australian but …

Forty Two

I turned forty two yesterday. I’m very happy being in my forties. I know we all speak about worrying about getting old and how the years are flying by. But I’m pretty sure most of us don’t mind as much as we claim to. Well I don’t. I’ve written about …

The Year Ahead

After losing an amazing friend in extremely tragic circumstances a few weeks ago, I’m still coming to terms with the anger and sadness I feel surrounding her death. It has made me question many things in my life, which all seem rather petty and insignificant when you compare them to the …

Women are from Venus and men have vision problems

Last saturday I had to take Holly to gymnastics so Rob had the job of taking our middle son to his first soccer grading morning. Rob had a hangover which he did his best to pretend didn’t exist (10 of out of 10 for your stellar performance by the way, Rob) …

School Holiday Survival

Yesterday I had a text conversation with one of my friends who was having a moan about her sons flicking their bitten off fingernails everywhere and how she’s threatening to fire the cleaner so they have to do the cleaning themselves if they continue to do it. She said she finds them …

How not to pack when you’re on holidays

We’ve just come home from two and a half weeks away. We spent christmas on a beach about three hours drive south of Sydney which for us is great because packing for that long for a family of six when you have to fly anywhere gets tricky. Being able to just …