Full time working momma, two sons and a stepdaughter. Starting as I mean to go on! Big family, full heart
"MESS!" The 2.5 year old toddler shouts from the other room. "Oh shit" the mother mutters under her breathe for the hundredth time that day. She is hoping that it is just a wee and not the other one. She doesn't think she can bare it. That mother is me. I walk into the other... Continue Reading →
Hi guys! So this one is just a quicky regarding Korey and his ADHD. I had assumed that because we had the build up to Christmas that his medication just wasn't having the same effect as it normally would, the change in routine, the stimulation from the lights, the loud music, the thought of Santa... Continue Reading →
Motherhood is hard! There are so many things that we struggle with on our journey through motherhood from the moment we find out we are expecting our baby our lives are changed forever. Our journey with our children never ends. It is one that will keep throwing challenges at us long after they've left home... Continue Reading →
Mums are usually seen as the glue that holds the family together. They are very often the ones that provide the meals, they do the washing, clean the house and somehow some even manage to hold down a job. How is that even possible? Mama's I support ya! 🙌🏻 But what about the dad's? The... Continue Reading →
To the mum who invited my son to her son’s birthday party Korey came home from school today with the biggest smile on his face. He told me he was invited to his friends party. I felt my heart break. See, Korey hasn’t been invited to a birthday party from a school friend for well... Continue Reading →
This is the definition of terrible twos in the dictionary. . informal a period in a child’s social development (typically around the age of two years) which is associated with very defiant or unruly behaviour. This is putting it politely in my opinion. It feels quite funny, that, whilst I have been through this phase... Continue Reading →
As most of you are aware by now Korey and I have been battling for a diagnosis, of what I wasn't quite sure. I just knew he was different. His emotions weren't quite "right". He would laugh when he hurt himself, laugh when he was being told off. He wouldn't cry if he felt sad,... Continue Reading →
To my youngest son. . I am so glad that you were born into our already crazy world. You came at such a time that we needed to see the good again. The innocence that having a baby can bring. The gentle and soft we had forgot before now. . Your brother is so crazy... Continue Reading →
On Tuesday we will be celebrating Ethan's second birthday. And what a journey it has been. I spent nine wonderful months wondering who this little person was going to be. I spent nine beautiful months wondering what colour eyes he would have and wondering whether he would have my nose. I also spent nine months... Continue Reading →
