Being a parent is a struggle some days. Gone are the days of wiping bottoms, grizzly teething babes, sleepless nights, dragging a stroller around and/or a little one attached to my hip 24/7. All 3 of ours are at that lovely age where they still think Mum and Dad are the bees knees, second only… Continue reading …Grumbly Soul
When I was a kid the expectations of what we'd all grow up to be seemed pretty clear. My parents didn't really talk to me about what I wanted to be when I grew up, they sent me to a private school and we went to church on Sundays. As far as they were concerned… Continue reading What Are Your Hopes and Dreams For Your Kids?
The older I get the more able I am to take a step back and analyse my reactions to the people around me and the situations I find myself in. I won't go as far as to say my angry outbursts and moodiness have been conquered but 5 minutes after the meltdown I have the… Continue reading Depression: I take time to process…
If I had to name a skill set that my kids are naturally good at, it's definitely not sport related (I married a nerd and my physique is far from athletic so they lost the genetic lottery there), the arts are still a possibility (hubby was very talented at art when he was younger, can't… Continue reading It’s a Talent