Kids are sponges! Vibes, germs, swear words… if you’re giving them out they’ll absorb them and use it against you.
A friend recently started a new job; Very exciting for mama but a bit daunting.. you know, normal first day jitters, and of course her kiddos played up at daycare drop off.
She messaged our group saying “ugh how do they know!?” and I was like: babe, I don’t know how they know BUT THEY KNOW.
It’s true: you can get up each day, put your big girl undies on and use your mum voice all you like, but if you have one ounce of self doubt? Your kids will exploit you for that like you’ve just shoplifted a lip gloss and you don’t want the ‘rents to find out.
So how do you get confidence as a Mum? Well that’s a hard one… but here are a few things that helped me in the end.
Spring has sprung and with it came a new baby! Well lots of babies, probably, but mine in particular.
My son came into the world early and he’s big, cries lots, feeds like a demon all day long and our hearts are so full. But it turns out that I still know nothing about nothing *anguished sob* Continue reading
Welp, here’s something personal… I’m knocked up with baby number II.
My main reason for sharing is to tell you that OH MY LAWD round two is proving to be a lot harder than round one! My energy is low, my nausea is high, my stomach was popping before i even hit the second trimester, and my back and left hip is aching like it did the day before I last gave birth!
Looking back at our piece of paradise
Hubby and M
Private beach, and private outdoor shower
When a dear friend of mine announced she was getting married in Rarotonga we immediately agreed to go – baby in tow – and this is the story of how we survived the 3-4 hour flight there and back again.
Before I start, I just have to say that travelling anywhere by flight with a child is stressful. It’s stressful for your child, stressful for your fellow passengers, stressful for you as a parent, stressful for the flight crew, BUT, if you have the chance to travel I think you should take it.
Travel isn’t a given. It isn’t something that everyone is lucky to experience, and I reminded myself of this often when things got a little tough. Continue reading
My daughter is sick again. And ugh, I’m over it.
It’s just another bloody thing to feel guilty about! Continue reading
Sleep is my god.
I worship it, I reach out for it and I feel confused and lost when, despite praying to the sleep gods, I can’t achieve it. Now I try to live by all the sleep “rules” in the hope that it’ll be my time. That I’ll go to sleep heaven.
Here’s another question for the masses… If you’re wanting to have more than one kiddo, and if in an ideal world you could plan their age gaps, what would you go for?
This is something I’ve been thinking about A LOT. I keep flipping from thinking I’m ready for another to thinking “hell no, I can’t do this again. Ever. Ever. Ever”. Continue reading