The 5 stages of surviving a statewide power failure

I like to think we’re prepared for most things in our household.

We coped with the devastating and shocking blow that was the Brangelina split with no more disbelief, outrage and questioning of what love even is anymore than anyone heavily invested in the relationship of complete strangers might have. Continue reading

Dear mum guilt, you’re a bitch

img_6768So, in my day to day life, a lot of my guilt quota is consumed [quite literally] with feeling bad about something I ate.

And occasionally some short lived contrition for being mad at my husband purely because he’s not Harry Styles.

When I have the emotional space for indulging myself in other forms of conscience Continue reading

Life in the madhouse: have three kids!

Despite the fact that I’ve been told I really only have two children because my first were twins [please tell me this when I am singlehandedly trying to extricate three small, wilful individuals who have suddenly lost the ability to move their own limbs with any degree of coordination, from their car seats, in the rain, whilst a stream of traffic is waiting for me to shut the door and 2 out of 4 of us need Continue reading

Lesson #647 learnt the hard way: don’t lie in front of your kids (unless you want this to happen) 

imageAs a parent I’ve learnt many lessons along the way. Important lessons, life affirming lessons, lessons I perhaps wish I didn’t have cause to learn.

Things like the fact that everything I ever said or thought about having children before I had them was bullshit. (Insert blanket apology to anyone I ever spoke to Continue reading