The Return to Work Blues

I’m about to return to work after eighteen months maternity leave and I’m seriously dreading it. I’ve done it all before mind you, but now with two kids life is about to get more complicated. My eldest is starting school, so there is the school drop off and pick up chaos to deal with, and…

A letter to new Mums or Mums to be

Happy Mother’s Day! It’s Mother’s Day here in Australia, so I thought I’d share a few words of wisdom to new mums or mums to be. Congratulations by the way! As a new mum you will receive a lot of unsolicited advice. This post contains some too, but hopefully it turns out to be helpful….

Working for the man: the value of paid employment

I’ve been working for money since I was fifteen years old. I’ve done all types of casual, part time and full time jobs. From an unglorified dish pig at the local restaurant, a bar wench and cleaner while at university, through to a statistician, archaeologist and policy adviser (I’ve had a very varied career!). Through…

This ‘tom boy’ is raising a ‘little princess’

This morning as I was getting my three year old ready for day care, she looked at her wardrobe and said, “Mummy, I want to be a princess today”. This phrase translates to, “I want to wear a twirly skirt”. I replied, “It doesn’t matter what you wear, you’ll always be a princess”. Not the…

The Living Dead: the torture of sleep deprivation

Help! I NEED sleep!!! I have an adorable five and a half month old baby girl, who is sweetness and light and all things nice, but…and it’s a big but…she’s not too fond of sleeping for more than two hours in a row at night. This is pretty much a big problem, as I’m not…

My girls, my love, my life

I’ve always wanted to have children, though in my early twenties I would tell everyone I was definitely not interested. I was convinced that if I verbalised my longing, life’s cosmic cruelty wasn’t going to let it happen. In my late twenties I even contemplated going it alone as ‘Mr Right’ hadn’t materialised. Thankfully the…

Husband envy…

My husband left the house to go to work this morning. Nothing unusual in that, he does that five days a week. But today, as I watched him pack his bag, collect the keys and walk out the door to drive to work, I had a few mixed feelings. As I surveyed the messy house…

The 5am feed

I thought for my first post for this blog, I’d write about something innocuous and benign. It’s amazing what you notice when feeding a four month old baby at 5am. The first rays of summer morning light stream through the venetian blinds highlighting things you wouldn’t notice in full daylight. Like the balls of fluff…