Really I’m not that bad a parent…. honest

You know those moments when you think ‘if I were in a reality TV show- not only would the audience absolutely hate me, they would think I was an awful parent.’

Haha okay so I may be on my own here but I’m sure you can relate to ‘feeling’ like a bad parent.

I was at my friends sons two year old birthday party and I got talking to another Mama. She had just had her second little girl and was gushing about how ‘fabulous’ life was with her two children under the age of two….

Now I’m not one to lie…. I mean a little white lie never hurt anybody but when I started rattling off about how there are days I just want to hide from my kids or send them away- her face went white.

Like ‘nobody ever told me Santa was fake’ white.

But I didn’t stop there- coz it wouldn’t be a real conversation if I didn’t over share.

So I decided to tell her about how I can’t pee without an audience, how showers are my only real ‘me time,’ how I sometime secretly wish I had a mute button for my kids and how I wish my husband had breasts so he too could breastfeed.

She went from white to almost green- it didn’t take long for her to slowly shift her and her kids away from me. She avoided eye contact with me for the rest of the party and pretended I wasn’t there!

Either she has the most angelic kids in the world or she is in serious denial.

Or maybe I just need to curb my oversharing in public scenarios. Maybe it’s a combination of all three. Either way I know that I have moments where I just know I could have handled myself better. But I don’t beat myself up over it nor would I judge another parent.

Here are just some of the moments an outsider may have seen me in my home life and wondered whether or not I was fit to be a parent.

That time I hid in my pantry and ate the last three Snickers bars (all fun size) and told my husband the kids ate them…..

That time I stuck my finger up at my toddler (behind her back) because she was giving me serious cheek…..

That time I changed my baby’s nappy on the park bench WITHOUT using a change mat (the death looks I got were deadly- I haven’t been back to that park since)

That time my kids had cake for dinner because I couldn’t stand them screaming CCAAAAAAAKKKEEEE

That time I didn’t have any wipes in my baby bag so I washed my baby’s bum in the ocean after she did a number two in full sight of half the beach goers in South East Australia…….

That time I stuck my finger up behind my husband’s back because he bailed on date night because his ‘team was playing……’

That time I forced my kids to eat brussel sprouts but I pretended to already of finished mine…..

That time my three year old sang the first verse AND chorus of Katy Perry’s ‘I kissed a girl’ really, really loud in the middle of church (this actually happened)

That time I drove my kids to the local police station and threatened to send them to jail if they didn’t start making good choices (I’m choosing to raise law abiding citizens)

That time my three year old wanted to wear her sisters underwear on her head to the shops and I didn’t stop her (it looked like a cool headband)

That time I told my kids to pee in the bushes because I didn’t like the look of the toilets in the public park…..

I can’t say that this is the full list of all the things I’ve said and done that I’m not proud of- but the free version on WordPress won’t allow for all that many characters (just kidding) but I’m sure you get the idea. They aren’t the worst things you can do in the history of parenting but I definitely had moments of weaknesses. But I think if we are honest and we don’t judge one another- then us Mama’s can be an amazing support network.

What times have you fallen short of perfect in the parenting world?

How to decide who should take parental leave

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Some good advice!


If there’s one stereotype about Millennials that may have some truth to it, it’s they have had to wait. They’ve been slower than previous generations to take full-time jobs, buy their own homes, or get married.

Yet one by one, Millennials have started to reach these milestones. The next one on the horizon? Children.

It’s time. More than 71% of Millennials are between the ages of 20 and 34. Even if the average age of the American first-time mother is creeping up from the 2009 level of 25, the last time it was measured, the Millennial generation has reached its prime baby-making years. While some surveys of college graduates indicate that this generation doesn’t want kids, others, like Bentley University’s “Millennials in the Workplace” study, show that 57% of working Millennials consider being a good parent as very important.

Unlike previous generations, Millennial men have stood out in their willingness…

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Why I’m Leaving My Dream Job

Amazing! Job well done, I hope you’re enjoying this new chapter in your life x


When I was in middle school, I stood outside of the Today show studio and decided I’m going to work there someday.

And with a mixture of hard-work, luck and perseverance, I made that dream come true.

Aftergraduating college, I started in the NBC Page Program. After a few months there, I was hired at Today. Now, almost 9 years later, I find myself at a crossroads:

For 9 years, I have given a large part of myself to my work. I’ve worked countless Holidays and weekends and early mornings and late nights. I’ve sacrificed dinners and plans and sleep (lots of sleep). And it was worth it.

Because my work here has given me so many incredible experiences-– traveling to Neverland Ranch in a helicopter after Michael Jackson died, getting to work at the Vancouver Olympics, spending a weekend at Kathie Lee’s house in the Florida…

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Creative Blogger Award

So honoured and humbled to have been nominated by fellow Mama Carly author of

Freckles and Cheeks.

Thank you so, so much for your nomination- I really loved reading your blog especially your post on Happiness. You’ve inspired me to write about what makes me happiest- thanks so much for sharing!

I love the online community that blogging has created for me- yes there is so much negativity on the internet these days but there is still so much good. My only regret about blogging is not starting sooner. So for anyone thinking about starting.. be like Nike and Just Do It! Oh and by the way this is not a post sponsored by Nike😉

Here are the rules for the award:

1.) Thank and post the link of the blog that nominated you

2.) Share five facts about yourself to your readers

3.) Nominate 10 other blogs and post their links

4.) Notify all nominees via their social media/blog

5.) Pass on the rules to them

So here goes, five random facts about me!

1) I live for food but I hate to cook! (Okay so hate is a very strong word so let me just rephrase that by saying that I really, really, really dislike doing it!)

2) I have been in love with the same man since I was 16 years old (and I got to marry him too!)

3) I love to read…. for as long as I can remember I have read just about anything that I can get my hands on. Cereal boxes, street signs, old hand written letters (remember when those things were around?), instructions (but I usually don’t follow through on them), blogs, news articles, reviews just about anything!

4) At the moment I am reading BOLD by Peter Diamondis and Steven Kotler. A must if you are an aspiring entrepreneur.

5) Deciding to be a stay at home is the most rewarding and most challenging job I have had to date!

Below are the incredible blogs I have nominated. Congratulations on an amazing effort. There is no obligation to participate of course, but I really wanted to take the time to acknowledge your time, effort, bravery and courage for sharing. It’s not easy to put your world on show for everyone to see- just know that your work is being appreciated. Thank you so much xx

The Essence of Life

Baby Drool

David Davien

The Modern Mumma

Picture Perfect Mom

Operation Happier

Carly aka Mummy

Both & Both

Dad without a map

Mummy Lawrence

S*** My Three Year Old Says

This age is so exhausting, yet so entertaining.

My three year old is a little fire cracker and I wouldn’t have it any other way…. yes she drives me cray cray  but for all the s*** she says and does- I love her all the more.

I’ve been able to keep a diary of some of the random stuff she comes up with…..

3yo: Mama I have to watch the Frozen movie so that Elsa will be happy.

(how can I refuse that?)

3yo: When I was a little baby I used to drink your boobies, now I’m a ‘tobbler’ I can drink Daddy’s boobies!

(eeerrrrmmm please don’t!)

3yo points to a bag of jelly beans: Mama can I have that?

Me: No darling you can’t, that’s medicine.

3yo starts coughing dramatically: Can I have it now?

(just so you know, I didn’t fall for it)

3yo: Mama I can’t go to school today because I need to stay at home and look after you.

(that’s more true than she knows)

3yo: I can’t have any more dinner because my tummy told me so.

Me: Is that right?

3yo: Yes, and my tummy also said she wants ice cream now thanks.

(body parts have feelings too you know!)

3yo shouts whilst pointing at her crying one year old sister: Can you give her away?

Me: No honey, we are NOT giving your sister away.

3yo: Then can you put her in the car and close the door.

(she is developing the totalitarian style of discipline)

3yo finds my mascara and uses it to draw all over her baby dolls face: I can’t play with her now because she’s all yucky. I need a new doll please.

Me: You can just clean that off her, she’ll be good as new.

3yo: Then I’m just going to draw on her again and again.

(at least she’s honest)

3yo points to my stretchmarks with a concerned look: What happened to you?

Me: You and your sisters did that to me when you were in my belly.

3yo: Poor Mama, okay I’ll live  back in your belly and fix it up for you.

(bless her!)

3yo: Pink is for girls and blue is for boys.

Me: That’s not always true- Mama’s favourite colour is blue and Daddy has a pink shirt.

3yo: Why? What’s wrong with you?

(oh dear!)

What random s*** do your kids say?

What I want for Mothers Day That Even My Kids Can’t To Give Me


I want more time to spend with my little ones- yes I am a stay at home Mama but time is stealing away precious moments that I won’t be able to get back.

I look at my youngest who is now a year old, I think back on how she was crawling just a few months ago.

I look at my three year old who is learning her ABCs and has just started colouring in the lines! (Wasn’t I just changing her nappy and nursing her to sleep?)

I look at my 11 year old who’s legs are as long as mine and think of the day I gave birth to her…. I still remember the day like it was yesterday.

Time has taken these moments and made it into memories.

Photos and video footage allows us a glimpse of these events but never again will we get to have these same experiences. There will be some that are similar but not the same.

I have new ones to look forward to of course but time will eventually take those as well.

So the thing that I really want that my kids can’t buy me is more time to be a Mama to my precious little ones.

This poem really resonates with me.

I first read it when I was 16  years old and it came in the form of a chain letter in my inbox- the next time I read it was in the Time Ferris book the Four Hour Work Week. 

It’s funny how it takes on such a different meaning now that time is travelling so fast for me.

Have you ever watched kids
on a merry-go-round
Or listened to the rain
slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Do you run through each day
on the fly
When you ask “How are you?”
do you hear the reply?

When the day is done,
do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
running through your head?

You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow
And in your haste,
not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
‘Cause you never had time
to call and say “Hi”?

You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift….
Thrown away…

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over. 

Author Unknown

Six rules for raising happy girls

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Author of ‘Raising Girls’ Steve Biddulph says the same thing! Such a simple yet powerful piece of advice. Thanks for sharing xx

Organised Chaos

Rule 5:


A spark is something a child is naturally good at and does without being prompted.  It can be musical, athletic, intellectual, academic or relational – anything from helping animals to growing and making things. But it is always linked to an innate talent, because kids like to do things that come easily to them. To discover it, all you have to do is ask your daughter what she loves to do.  Once she is allowed to pursue it freely, that feeling of competence will carry over into other areas where she is less confident – and give her a sense of fulfilment that will sustain her from childhood to adulthood.

Extract: Girls Uninterrupted, by Tanith Carey.

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