Mealtime hacks! I'm sure, as an overworked mom, you’ve got your own. If you think you don't, maybe it's because supermarkets offer convenient food options that just require a quick spin in the microwave. That definitely counts as a hack. However, where I
Who are you? Seriously, who are you? Do you know who YOU are as an individual self? I recently stumbled upon this question, asking who you are outside of labels like mum, daughter, wife, or whatever your work title is. It really got me thinking because we play these roles
Let's talk money. It's always a fun subject with very divided opinions, because it has such a powerful emotive connector. How you manage your money makes you or breaks you. And your family. And your children. I don't mind discussing money. I find there
People say it takes a village to raise a child, and honestly, I agree with that. I thought, having read all these parenting books, I was like Miss Know It All. I was READY to be a parent and I believe I can do it with the full support of
Here's my dilemma. There's a boy band concert that’s probably on their last tour because it's their 25th anniversary. It falls on the same day as my son's birthday. What do I do? In my head, I'm thinking I
One of the feelings that took a while to sink in is when you have a kid, there is no such thing as non-work, non-kid free time. Every waking moment is either for work or for your child (or for your husband/another family member). To start with,
You know, when you're feeling burnt out, the advice you often hear is to take some time for yourself. "You need to take care of yourself." "You should find some 'me' time". Much much much easier said than done. Whenever you'
How do you keep the spark alive when you're dealing with both an overworked mom and an overworked dad? You can be a same sex couple, no judgement here. I'm just going with the majority way society has set themselves up. Now, I'm not
When I did that post about walking in the morning, I suddenly had a thought after publishing it. The voice in my head went, "oh yeah, if you're so overworked, how come you have time to go for walks in the morning? Most people have no time
"Oh my god, I've got blood in my poo. What am I supposed to do? It's definitely not my period. I need to go and see a doctor". Those were the thoughts that came to my head when I just saw that toilet bowl.
I was losing it over how disorganized my little lion was. I was constantly nagging him to clean up after himself after each food or drink session. I'd say, 'Please clean up after yourself.' then 'Thank you for cleaning up, but you missed this bit.
You know, I often hear my parents say, "Oh, why don't you bring your son more often to our house?" I'm thinking, there's a reason for that but I can't say it out loud. At least half the time when