Word of 2018: Transition

Last year, while heavily pregnant with AQ, I decided I wanted to pick a word to guide me in the coming year. I chose 'connection,' knowing that my life would change tremendously once my daughter was born and wanting to encourage myself to seek out, and maintain, connections with family and friends during this time.... Continue Reading →

Words to Live By

If I was ever to get a phrase tattooed on my body as A Reminder, it would be this one. 'Don't let the perfect be the enemy of the good.' I was first introduced to this quote by the American author Gretchen Rubin as it is one of her 'Secrets of Adulthood.' Immediately I knew it was... Continue Reading →

The 8 Month Sweet Spot

I recently enrolled AQ in a playgroup inspired by the Steiner education philosophy and when I arrived to the first session I realised several mums from my mum's group had also signed up. As we were sitting around chatting, one of the women commented that she guessed this is how we all looked before we had children –... Continue Reading →

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

I owe you guys a post on exercise, which will be forthcoming, but I feel like there's something else I need to write about, as it is the primary reason for my sporadic posting and never far from the forefront of my mind. And that, my friends, is sleep. Some backstory – when we brought... Continue Reading →

Three Loaded Words: Body After Baby

I usually try to keep this blog pretty positive. I'm not 100% sold on the Law of Attraction, which states we attract what we are focusing on into our lives, but in this area I prefer to take the precautionary approach of Pascal's Wager. In case your not up on 17th century French philosophy, Pascal's... Continue Reading →

Embrace the Ordinary

I've been quiet here lately, and there have been a number of reasons why – family comings and goings and baby sleep issues for instance (the dreaded 4 month sleep regression, hopefully receding into the distance). But also every time I have a post finished it seems something truly dreadful happens in the world – a terrorist... Continue Reading →

On Empathy, with All of Us

If you have ever struggled with infertility, you will know that Mother's Day can be one of the most dreaded and painful days on the calendar. There are weeks of build up to it, with advertisements and morning show presenters all hammering home that motherhood is the hardest but best and most important job you... Continue Reading →

Post-Moving Minimalism

So, this weekend we moved. Our new place is amazing and we love it. We do not love moving, however, which is unfortunate given this is the third time we have done it in four years, this time as a family of three. We always end up moving in proximity to Easter, and I have... Continue Reading →

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