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Laundry is Life

By | Home Life, Real life

Over the school holidays, I was looking at a picture advertising a colonial village experience. In the picture was a family doing the Laundry. You can picture it: a big tub, a washing board, a rope hanging behind where clothes are pinned. I found myself overwhelmed for my sisters from a past generation. It also put things in perspective. I mean, for me, laundry can be as simple as 1) moving dirty laundry from basket into washing machine; 2) move clothes from washing machine to dryer. Really not that hard, right?! Of course, there is sometimes more to it, but, all in all, it’s much easier these days, right? Read More

I thought I would be a Better mum than this.

By | Mum life, Real life

There are days when I feel like I am watching myself live. It’s like I’m on Goggle Box commenting and critiquing everything I do and say in real time. And, inevitably, condemning myself for everything. Why so judgmental? Because I thought I’d be better at this mummy gig. We all did, didn’t we? I don’t think I’ve met any parent who has said, “Well, this was easier than I expected.” Or, “Yep, I’m acing this parent thing!” Maybe some of you are feeling confident, but I think we all have days when we’re not so optimistic. With each child I felt a bit more unraveled, a bit less controlled in my parenting. Surely, I’m not alone? Read More

The Unexpected Joys in Solitude

By | Mum life, Real life

The joy of alone time … where ever we find it!

I just had a wonderful moment; a moment that only mums with young children will appreciate. I had to go to the shop to get a cake for my husband’s birthday (no, I’m not baking it). The kids wanted to make him a “dinosaur cake”, which, in reality, means the kids decorate a ready-made cake with toy dinosaurs. I went up to the bakery to get the cake, but while I was choosing it, I got distracted by the chocolate eclairs. I confess, they are my weakness. Even though I would be indulging in “dinosaur cake” in a few hours, I couldn’t resist. I bought my two cakes and returned to the car. Then a thought occurred to me: “If I eat this eclair now, I don’t have to share it with the kids!” So, there I was, alone in my car, rain outside, radio on softly, eating cake. The best part: I actually finished the cake, all by myself. Every last crumb, all to myself! Oh, so devine. Read More

Let’s talk about Sex: Part 3- Mental Obstacles

By | Real life, Health, Fourth Trimester

Here is the final installment of what I hope has been a helpful series. I have to admit, it’s not exactly comfortable getting so vulnerable with this topic, but I want Out of the Nest to be a place where we can lift the lid on some of these difficult issues. We’ve looked at the physical obstacles, we’ve looked at the social obstacles, and in this last post, I want to look at the mental obstacles. Read More