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In vlog form today, anyway.
Linking up with Kylie Purtell for #ibot
In amongst many doctor appointments, med changes (aren’t they a bitch?!) and trying to find the balance that will get me on the right track to a healthy mental state, I have decided to jump on board and start my own little business as a Younique Independent Presenter.
Now, I know how crazy that sounds, especially considering all the overwhelm I’ve been talking about. But, hear me out.
I ‘attended’ a facebook party. It was so different to anything I’d been involved with before and when the presenter...
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Introducing solids to your baby is an exciting and special time. Another milestone reached by baby and a big step in part of your parenting journey. Starting babies on solids can also be a time of stress and confusion when there are so many differing guidelines, tips and opinions out there on how, what and when to feed baby solids.
As a mother of four children I have made mistakes and discoveries along the way and I have three quick tips to help you simplify starting solids;
Follow baby’s lead
When I lived with my grandparents as a teen, my grandfather was always telling me to “DMW”. If I said I had a headache, he would say “DMW!”, tap the bench twice with his fingers and smile at me. I would groan, roll my eyes and choose the teeniest cup to fill up with water and begrudgingly drink it down.
It went this way with most things. Grumpy? DMW. Sick? DMW. Hungry? DMW.
He would randomly fill up a glass and carefully bring it to me at different intervals throughout the day. I have to laugh (to myself) whenever I see...
Recently I joined Snapchat and, like all good ‘older’ people, I did so fashionably late after proclaiming it the work of the devil (okay, maybe I didn’t go that far, but I may recall saying it was stupid and pointless).
Despite my insistence that the app was for hoodlums, I eventually made the leap for two reasons – 1) filters and 2) my kids knew alllll about it and, even though they’re not joining them yet, I want to keep on top of any social media they know about.
And, I have to admit, I’ve actually...
So, on Sunday I turned 33, which seems entirely unlikely considering I still think I’ 23. Apparently that was TEN. YEARS. AGO.
We celebrated inside for the most part, thanks to the East Coast Low that is currently pounding our area (and so many others) with games like Uno, Headbandz and Go Fish.
It’s the most enjoyable weekend I’ve experienced in what feels like a long time. Simple and full of smiles and laughter. I don’t think you could ask for anything more for your 23rd* birthday.
I won’t lie, I felt quite relieved with the recent spate of ‘useless blogger’ posts (which were ignited by this post by Veggie Mama). The pressure to be useful has been a real weight for me as I’ve struggled with life stuff of late. I’ve briefly touched on some of those things in the last few posts.
In fact, I’ve just done a quick scroll and seen that every post this year (except for my Mexiball recipe post) has been about how I’m struggling or the horrible things that have been going on. There...
I’ve had posts to write and others to schedule recently but I’ve found myself stuck.
A terrible thing happened.
It’s not my story to tell, yet it is something which has deeply impacted my life and that of my family. I haven’t known how to move forward here in this space. To simply continue posting without touching on what has happened feels like I’m glossing over, pretending and denying the importance of it all. I’ve tried. It feels like I’m saying “everything is fine!” to the world,...
On Sunday, my little chubba turned the big ONE.
It’s been quite a year. It has flown by so very fast, but there have been days and weeks that have been so, so very looooong. In so many ways, it has been the best year and in others it has been the hardest.
We had a quiet day, playing with his new toys (he was a pro at unwrapping!) and exploring some rock pools before letting him loose on a little cake I made for him. I think he enjoyed himself.
It’s the first time we’ve done a (teeny tiny) ‘cake smash’...
I had intended to reply to all the lovely comments on my last post in a timely fashion – I truly do appreciate your words of support and understanding and wanted to thank each of you – but, that night, as I washed what felt like the millionth load of dishes and lamented how long it was taking our landlords to okay getting the dishwasher fixed/replaced, I got a call telling me that my beloved Aunty Jilly had passed away.
The news took my breath and sent me to my knees.
I wanted the world to stop. To be able to stay crumpled on the...