The Veggie Mama
A little while ago, Rachel from A Mother Far From Home emailed me and asked me some curly questions about my parenting. She was going to compile them so her readers could feel a little reassured that we're all just trying to do our best, and that nobody is perfect. I'm so imperfect I couldn't even get my reply email back to her on time! I … [Read more...]
Tiny tyrants have taken over the house. It's kinda fun. But I'm not gonna lie, I can't wait until they can pick up their own tipped-out pencils twelve times a day. What's it like at yours? What are you sick to death of doing for the eight-millionth time? … [Read more...]
I have a kid who is obsessed with drawing. She will draw anywhere, at any time. If the house is quiet and I'm not sure where she's gone? She's at this table, drawing. Or she's drawing on the bathroom floor. Or the hallway walls. Or the kitchen table, her bed, the carpet, herself, the closet in my bedroom, and all of her dolls and teddies. She … [Read more...]
When I worked in vacation care, the parents (mostly mums) would come and drop their kiddos to us and I'd ask the little ones what they'd like to do that day. Painting? Colouring? Play dough, musical statues, popsicle stick craft, you name it, we could do it. It sounded like a hell of a lot of fun (and it was) and sometimes I felt a little sorry for … [Read more...]
While I'm not sold on labelling kids, the truth of the matter is, my kid is not an enthusiastic eater. Ever since that day when she was 13 months old and refused her lunch, she has been wary of new food. For the longest time, she point-blank refused to eat anything except peanut butter sandwiches, fruit, yogurt, and weetbix. I kept trying new … [Read more...]
You should have seen how devastated my mother-in-law looked recently when she spent all day getting through our mountain of laundry, only to have me throw a freshly-messed kid shirt into the empty basket she was triumphantly replacing in the bathroom. It doesn't end. It's never going to end. I moved out of home very young, and by 20 I'd been … [Read more...]
Oh how I adore this age. I feel like I was born to mother a three-year-old. Where imaginative play really takes off, and the little tackers have enough attention span and interest for glitter and glue. It's a time of cubby houses and understanding movies, to sit and read and absorb books, and to interact with peers. They can eat without … [Read more...]
This is a sponsored post for BIG W Congrats to Clareeliza! As a rookie mum, I still haven’t got the hang of what’s supposed to happen around here for Mother’s Day. And as a result, I like to think that we can do whatever we like to celebrate the day, regardless of tradition. Although, you get in between me and that Mother’s Day sleep-in - … [Read more...]
