Embracing the messy, mundane & momentous
Happy birthday, Miss J. Today is your day! It’s hard to believe it’s been seven years since I met you, Curly tops. The labour was dramatic; a forewarning of your personality, perhaps. At age seven you do have a penchant for drama. When you were placed in my arms on the 13th of September, 2009,…
This post is bought to you in partnership with Bupa Parenting in the modern day is not easy. The pressure to be perfect is enormous. You only have to scroll through your Instagram feed for 45 seconds to feel grossly inadequate. If I see another perfectly styled kid’s bedroom, I think I’ll scream. Where are all…
Sponsored by Bupa “I don’t have time to get sick,” I said to my husband recently as I valiantly ignored the onset of a cold. All my kids had been sick and I was elbow deep in tissues and snot. And yet I soldiered on, because that’s what you do, right? “Go to the doctor,”…
Hip, Hip, Hooray, it’s my 5th blogiversary today! That I have kept this blog alive for five entire years surprises nobody more than myself. I never would have predicted it would become such an enduring hobby/job/passion. You see, I didn’t actually plan to start a blog. And I am a planner! Love lists, love plans….
This red lentil and vegetable puree fast become one of Miss I’s most popular baby meals. I introduced this at around 6 months, as lentils are a great source of plant protein. Now that she’s 8 months old and can manage more textured foods, I don’t puree it smooth, rather I leave some lumpy bits….
Here is a funny (read: cruel) fact: The more sleep I need, the less I seem to get! And I can’t blame this entirely on my baby, though she certainly wreaked havoc with it in the early months. It’s more my mind that is to blame. That, and my latest Nordic noir binge on Netflix!…
One of the reasons we chose to build our home with Porter Davis was due to World of Style. Having never renovated on any scale, I was pretty daunted by the prospect of choosing fixtures and fittings for an entire house. If you’re an over thinker, like me, choosing a cushion can be a daunting…
I knew early on that my baby was going to be a “handful”. While no baby is “good” or “bad” some babies are more difficult than others. And I had a difficult one on my hands from the get-go. Being my fourth baby I mistakenly assumed she would be chilled. After all, the fourth child…
