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…
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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…
Don’t tell me “boys will be boys”
I have been back and forth trying to decide to write this post or not because I’m not sure if I’m looking for advice or trying to give it and trust me, I am not the parent who should be dishing out parenting advice. Right now my son should be sleeping but instead he is playing in…
Raising a feminist son when the T shirt says “The future is female”
Last week Charlie and I were walking along Southbank when I saw three women pushing strollers walking towards us. Three mums, three strollers and three little girls. One of the mothers was wearing a T shirt that said “The Future is Female”. They were talking animatedly and laughing at one another and they looked the…