The moving around of offspring in regard to sleeping arrangements has been one of those things that as produced great calm, yet at the same time, great distress. The older two, sharing somewhat similar stages of puberty have forged some sort of conciliatory bond. It is, for the most part,…
Tag: bad mum
Concluding with the school holidays, where I somehow managed to navigate full time ‘work’ with my this project/contract I’m doing, and not requiring the homicide squad and coroner to pop in for a cup of tea and a chat, I’m delving into a week of New Chaos. Not merely a…
One of the things I really struggle with during the school holidays is the distraction/diversion/obstruction to my work. See, I really, really LOVE what I do. Part of it, absolutely, is doing that thing I am so intensely passionate and compassionate about. That thing I have little to no control…
Sharing really is caring. Which, really, is what gave me the best laugh I’ve had in a while. But more on that towards the end, because how it started was three months ago with Monkey Boy telling his parkour class that I would be bringing cupcakes to class one night.…
After my foray into the city of Melbourne a few weeks back, exploring the new delight that is the Myer MyKids Emporium, complete with a plethora of toys, kids’ clothes and fun stuff, and after much dealing with poor, neglected and traumatised children (my own, apparently neglected and traumatised because…