Christmas is hands down my favourite time of the year. From The food to fighting with my siblings over food. Fighting with my siblings over clearing the kitchen. Sitting in the kitchen with my siblings grumbling about guests leaving on time so we can open our Christmas presents before Boxing day. Opening presents on Boxing …
In order to stop breastfeeding at night, I have taken to sleeping on the living room couch. You would think that would cause relief but Eddie, my toddler doesn’t sleep till after midnight and wakes up at 4:30a.m. like clock work. Eddie can also open doors so there’s nowhere to hide. This morning the heavens …
Literally this time 4 years ago, I was on my way home, sitting in silence, unable to speak. I had had so much hope, so much faith. No one could shake my belief in God. I put it all on the line because I knew if I just believed, God would not fail me. I …
I was reading Matthew 7:24-30, this morning, about a gentile woman who begged Jesus to heal her daughter who was demon possessed. Jesus originally ignored her but she persisted. The disciples said Jesus should send her away so Jesus told her what he had was for children and not dogs. She agreed and then pleaded …
I didn’t watch the video. I couldn’t. I saw the picture and read the story. Violence against black people in America is nothing new to me. I’m sad to say it doesn’t even shock me. My last year in high school in Texas a black boy was tied to the back of a pick up …
Today I discovered my son is the master of petty. I decided I needed to get out for a bit, so to lure him out I said we should go play football. He got his trainers and started putting them on “Woah buddy!!! Where are you socks?” “Mummy, please get my socks.” I stared at …
Home: I know I am my own worst critique and today, I judged the hell out of myself. I woke up this morning feeling anxious. I felt like I was missing something and I could not put my finger on it. I turned on my phone, checked my messages and then decided to find out …
Diary of a mum doing her best – Day 730. AB (after the birth of Henry) So we were off to a rollicking start, the child bathed and dressed, rushed out of the room demanding anyone above 3 feet in height should “drive now!” Finally Aunty Koko comes down with the keys and we are …
Diary of a mum trying – Day 913 AB (After the Birth of Henry) Am I the only one whose 30 month old thinks they are a living, breathing, bleeding playground/obstacle course? Yesterday I was used as a trampoline, diving board, and landing pad. Several times, I feel attempts were made to detach my head …
