I turned 50 on the weekend. When I was young, 50 sounded old, an inconceivable time far into the future. Yet here I am, at a milestone because so far so good that I’ve made it to this point. #halfacentury I hadn’t really thought too much about it, age being just a number and there…
motherhood
“I smell hand sanitiser”
Walking through a national park, surrounded by nature and not the confines and walls of our own home, I sensed a shift and began to think that maybe we were nearing the end of the corona time warp. Nothing like a pandemic to mess with ones sparkle. I’m not very good at being at one…
Consent and the six year old
It was Charlie’s birthday party, there were 20 something mini Ninjas in our backyard. Loud and free they are screaming, jumping and laughing. So much wild laughter and the sound is like balm to the soul. Children’s laughter is pure joy and comes as a gentle reminder that innocence is not always lost. There were tears…
Just the three of us
You know that feeling when you use to think one thing and suddenly because of what becomes your lived experience you start to think differently? Yep, I do. What feels like a lifetime ago, but was only two years ago, I wrote a blog post called “I have one child, not an only child.” It…
The milestones keep coming, telling me to slow down.
There was never any doubt that today would result in tears. Mine were a certainty, Charlie’s less so and MM kept it cool. Proud but cool. I justified my tears by telling Charlie that they were happy tears, because it was an exciting day and a special time. We are trying to teach him that all…
I was emotionally derailed by a Kindy concert
I am watching Charlie doing the moves to “Santa wear your shorts” it is the night of his Kindy concert, I’m smiling and laughing and then suddenly I am holding back tears I didn’t even realise I was holding on to. I hold my breath and suddenly I am remembering when he was a newborn, a time when advice, solicited…