I met Lisa when I was three months pregnant with Master C. He was to be my final child: the one I intended on raising completely on my own. Years of co-parenting my older three kids had worn me down emotionally, and I was determined not to have to share this little one with anyone. … Continue reading Why Single Motherhood Wasn’t For Me
Our youth tend to get a bad rap at times. I read recently about how the dreaded ‘Helicopter Parents’ - who swoop in at the first sign of trouble - have been usurped by new variety of overbearing Parentals known as the ‘Lawn Mower Parents’. These ‘Lawn Mower Parents’ are the parents who actually go … Continue reading It’s Not All Bad
Call me unromantic, and at the risk of being browbeaten, anyone else get really frustrated with feeling pressured into buying expensive gifts for Valentine’s Day? I’m all for romance and appreciating one another, but do we need to fork out our hard earned dollars for overpriced flowers and chocolates that none of us actually need? … Continue reading The Valentine’s Vacuum
I’ve had more time than I normally do with my Master C, who is four, over the past couple of Summer months. We have been to many playgrounds, movies and shopping centres, where he, being a very social creature, inevitably meets new ‘shriends’ (friends). What I have found incredibly interesting is observing the manner in … Continue reading Early Introductions
In the spirit of the New Year, I’ve been looking into all the fuss surrounding the Marie Kondo ‘movement’. For those who haven’t heard of her, Marie Kondo is a five-foot-nothing Japanese powerhouse of tidy who penned the Japanese best-seller "Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up'. She teaches people how to ‘free themselves’ of clutter, … Continue reading How’s the Serenity?
I don’t remember a great deal about the birth of each of my children. It seems a common phenomenon that most of the pain and trauma of the child-birthing experience tends to fade from memory very quickly after meeting the new arrival. One shot of Cupid’s arrow and we succumb to the love bubble that is … Continue reading The Other Type of ‘Coming Out’
The theme of vomiting on holidays continued for us on Christmas Day, with poor Miss D waking us at 4:30am to tell us she had been sick everywhere in the bathroom. One expects to be woken early on Christmas morning, but not quite this early, and not quite for this reason. It was so bad … Continue reading A Christmas Perspective