VACUUMING IS THERAPY

VACUUMING IS THERAPY

I don’t know about you, but ever since I became a parent I’ve got a new found passion for stain removal and vacuuming. I get a little kick out of things that I never knew I would, things such as removing dried in stains and hearing god knows what get sucked up by the vacuum cleaner. This type of excitement isn’t diagnosed, I haven’t found anything on Dr. Google and I have heard of other people experiencing this same type of satisfaction, so yes, I am actually normal.

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5 THINGS I SIMPLY DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT NOW THAT I'M A MUM

5 THINGS I SIMPLY DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT NOW THAT I'M A MUM

When I had Madi, I felt like I was still on top of stuff. She was an easy kid, super chill and I was still able to get ready in the mornings, cook decent meals and made sure the house was tidy every single night before bed, purely because I had an ample amount of time to do so.Now that I'm a mother to 2 (very adorable) cyclonic and drill sergeant children who (love each other very much) fight like two drunk girls who want the same podium at Birdees on a Saturday night, I've started to realise that there is so much that I really don't give a shit about because I'm far too busy making sure that either of them end up with a black eye or a broken paw patrol car.

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FAMILY NIGHT IN: BOSS BABY

FAMILY NIGHT IN: BOSS BABY

When I was 36 weeks pregnant, I was single, a tad bit lonely and dad’s dog had just passed away, so we decided to go get a puppy so I had something to look after before my first born arrived. Now, I was warned by EVERYONE that it was a bad idea, because puppies and babies are so much work, however I didn’t listen, dad got a puppy and here I was taking care of it …and 3 weeks later, a baby girl too.

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TO THE MUM WHO LOST HER SHIT TODAY.

TO THE MUM WHO LOST HER SHIT TODAY.

I lost my shit today. Actually, I do most Mondays. It's not that I don't like Mondays, because I don't have to go to your traditional job, but for anyone sitting at Campos Coffee this morning, I'm sure that they appreciated the fact that they had to go to work. My sincerest apologies for my screaming child who's currently getting his molars, normally a babycino accompanied by a marshmallow keeps him pretty happy, just not today.

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CHOOSE YOUR HARD.

CHOOSE YOUR HARD.

If someone had told me 10 years ago that I'd be a single mum now, my reaction would have been "No way, get fucked", simply because to me back then, I would have thought that I couldn't handle it. From the outside in, depending on your situation and where' you're at in life, we probably all look at the people around us and think "Fuck, I don't know how they do it". I personally have people say it to me all the time, but for me, it's just life. I've taken what has been thrown at me, embraced it and go on with it because that's the only choice that I had.

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WE BOUGHT A ZOO... TICKET + WIN WITH NEXCARE ANIMALS!

WE BOUGHT A ZOO... TICKET + WIN WITH NEXCARE ANIMALS!

I think one of the best parts of being a parent is getting to relive your childhood all over again when you take your kids to do things that you remember at their age. I love all of the old kids TV shows, books, crawling around with just your pants on and of course, the zoo. For so long I had waited for the kids to be at an age where I wasn’t spending a ridiculous amount of money just for them to not remember a thing (they can save that for their 18th).

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BACK TO SCHOOL WITH STUCK ON YOU!

BACK TO SCHOOL WITH STUCK ON YOU!

The holidays are over (wait, what holidays?) and it's that time of year when all of us scramble to have our shit together and make sure that everything for the kids is taken care of being they head back to school, daycare and kindy. As the daughter of a stationery store owner, I have seen first hand how absolutely cray mothers get around this time of year and it's comparable to magpie season - stationery stores turn into war zones and it's on for young and old to make sure you get the last glue stick before they sell out. 

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MANAGING MISBEHAVIOUR WITH TRIPLE P

MANAGING MISBEHAVIOUR WITH TRIPLE P

When I became a mother I knew that eventually I would have a fair amount of karma coming back to bit me on the rear because of the sassy (when I say sassy I mean flat out shithead) teenager that I had been in the past, however little did I know that the sass begins at an early age such as 4, which happens to be the same age as Madi who happens to also be quite the sasspot.

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