A matter of priority and scones
"Yep, I'll be there!" I say with the kind of conviction that wavers on a gut feeling. 2:30pm Friday. "I
"Yep, I'll be there!" I say with the kind of conviction that wavers on a gut feeling. 2:30pm Friday. "I
Last night we went out for dinner. We just went to the local pub, because that is "easy", and by easy I mean the worst thing you can possibly do. Georgia was fine, albeit a little on the nose. Lily and I had this conversation: ME: Hey
Apparently The Mummy Wars aren't taking off in the way the media would like. Maybe these mummies are just continuing to go about their day as though they're not being constantly judged by other women, or even worse, they've gone and spoken to each other
Yesterday, my mum said to my brother and me, "I can't believe I had these lovely children!" and I remarked that maybe she would be used to the idea after thirty years. "I don't think you ever really get used to it," she said. This is
Was this the day I stopped breastfeeding her and set her up for a lifetime of being the outcome of formula feeding? Was I secretly relieved when the doctor said my medication wasn't compatible with breastfeeding because at least I could get some sleep? Did
This afternoon I met with Georgia's teacher again, to discuss the ongoing friendship and social issues that she's having. More and more, she comes home from school with tears in her eyes and with her little shoulders slumped and that is just not on. Part of
I've just started reading the widely and highly acclaimed The Mothers' Group. Obviously, this has given me cause to reflect on my own experiences with mothers' groups. When Georgia was a baby, I made a proper effort to make friends with other people with babies.
I am a terrible, awful parent. Lily was brushing her hair in the car on the way to school. That's not The Crime, though it might sound like one. No, what happened after that was that Georgia thought Lily was brushing too slowly, so she grabbed
The Age published an article today called Curse of the Mummy Wars. Please. Obviously the real curse in this situation is the one that forces journalists to refer to women with children as "mummies" at all times, in the same way that they also refer to men
Yesterday, Mamamia ran a story of mine. It's almost prose, just a retelling of a time in my life about three years ago when Gaz and I found ourselves pregnant and at loggerheads. You can read it, if you like. Since it was posted, many people
Lily is "cleaning" the rumpus room. Georgia is overseeing, but not cleaning. LILY: I'm sorry it's taking so long Georgia. I'm just not as skilled as you. GEORGIA: (sadly) I know. (proceeds to clean the whole room) Lily is becoming an expert in pandering to ego.