I feel a bit sheepish admitting this in public, but Mr B is a huge country and western music fan. I know! Right?! Anyway he is, and I might not love his music but I do love Mr B. So I decided to write some tongue-in-cheek snippets of lyrics from three of his favourites (Kenny Rogers, Dolly Parton and Elvis…
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Under the cover of almost-darkness, the dog and I went for a walk down one of Melbourne’s many laneways last night and left behind some little inspirational love-notes for strangers. Because maybe just maybe, the RIGHT words will be seen by the RIGHT person, just when they need them the most. The neighbour’s cat was…
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How do you compress a person into a year? How do you tell, without being impossibly shallow, what a child’s birthday means to a mother? Can anyone truly build into words the story of a little one who one year ago wasn’t here and now, as the sparklers on his birthday cake sizzle and glow,…
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She runs away from me, a little further each day. Squealing with glee, captioning her flight, as if I didn’t know it: I running away Mummy! Even as she runs she longs to be close. She twists to watch me as she races the other way, bumping into walls and trees and tumbling down hills…
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Do you want to start your day off really well? Listen to this. Is there any sound in the world better than a baby laughing? It is right up there with a cat purring and the tea being poured. Probably better than both, which is saying something special. Sometimes when I am in the middle…
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It is dark when I wake up, and Harry and I spend our winter mornings together on the rug of the lounge room floor in the gentle quiet of the predawn. I draw the curtains to let the day in but outside, the stars are still bright. Harry wiggles and squeals. “Dad dad dad dad…
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I’ve been thinking about kindness lately, and how much of it is conscious, and how much of it is innate. What do you think about this? I believe some people have a talent for kindness: being thoughtful and generous is their natural default. I married someone like that. Mr B is generous beyond anyone I…
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(Alt. title: THE BEST FLASHMOB YOU WILL EVER SEE OR HEAR) How was your weekend, friends? Mine was pretty average, to be honest. I am happy it’s over and ready to start the week fresh. There were some good parts, especially catching up with some lovely friends who dropped by on Saturday afternoon. But mostly,…
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Mummy-blogger creates amazing recipe for cake that she cooks with angelic children in pristine kitchen. Cake tastes like extra-rich mud cake but is actually made from organic beetroot, powdered kale and sun-dried goji berries. No sugar or gluten in sight. Mummy-blogger and aforementioned angelic children cover cake in silky-smooth icing, then use tweezers to artfully…
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Harry has been crying. “What’s up little man?” I ask, bending over his cot, and tears instantly transform into an enormous, gummy, open-mouthed smile. “Hoo!” he laughs, “Ahoo!” and I turn my head aside so he can’t see me smiling, because it is night-time and all the books say not to engage babies in play…
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Take a look at this fabulous street art project about spreading gratitude. It’s called “The little things.” How it works is that you and I will be able to submit photographs we’ve taken that represent something we’re grateful for. Rain over thirsty grass. A kiss from a baby. Freshly-picked strawberries, still warm from the sun….
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Here is how we avoided the heat on the weekend. While Harry and Mr B had nanna-naps together in the bedroom under the air conditioner, Madeleine and I headed out on a mama-daughter date to see Frozen at the movies. This was Madeleine’s first movie. She is not even 20 months old and I wasn’t…
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