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Ten. Whole. Years.

Ten. Whole. Years.

When my husband and I got married 10 years ago, we were under no illusion that marriage would be easy.  While we fancied the pants off each other from the beginning, there was no part of our relationship that was seamless, because each step of it had to be...

Bits, Butts and Brains

Bits, Butts and Brains

Exploding bits - UNEXPLAINED!!!Exploding butt - UNEXPLAINED!!!Exploding brain - UNEXPLAINED!!!It’s official. We have a hat trick! Things we DO know though on the last day of July 2019:An unidentifiable number of strangers have seen me naked this year.Medical...

Self love and precious scars

Self love and precious scars

I've been a people pleaser all my life.  It sounds like a lovely thing to be, but the inherent desire to please others is nothing at all to do with being a good person. It's closely aligned with low self esteem, a desire to be what others want you to be, to mould...

Fair go or ego?

Fair go or ego?

Somebody asked me on Sunday how I felt because 'I lost' when the coalition won on Saturday night.Let me be clear about something.I didn't lose anything.I'm a white, middle class, female in a heterosexual relationship. I have two daughters, both my husband and I have...

Dear New Mum

Dear New Mum

The Western Sydney University has this great initiative called the "Mother’s Day Letters Project". It came to my attention via a friend studying to be a midwife. The project is about supporting new mums and promoting resilient motherhood.And my one piece of advice...

Old correspondence feels

Old correspondence feels

Last weekend I spent a pleasant couple of hours sorting through a box which I have moved many times over the last twenty years but never unpacked.It was full of old correspondence from my late teens into my late twenties.Birthday cards, letters, invitations to...

Too much and not enough

Too much and not enough

Little one. I see you and my heart explodes. It also aches for you sometimes.You're only seven and already the world is busy telling you how you are too much and not enough.You're too loud. Too noisy. Too exuberant. Too talkative. Too energetic. Too everything.Except...

So. I had a brain haemorrhage

So. I had a brain haemorrhage

An acute right sided deep small to moderate sized intracerebral haemorrhage in fact.A stroke.Or as the Germans call it - a schlagenfall.I had it on the first Sunday of March. I woke up with a headache and a stiff shoulder and painkillers did nothing to relieve it. An...

My year of unsubscribe

My year of unsubscribe

In 2018, I set myself a challenge to unsubscribe from every email I didn't open immediately. Within about a minute I had of course changed that to unsubscribe REGULARLY from every email I didn't open immediately. And so it began - that first month I went through and...

The joy of unsubscribe

The joy of unsubscribe

Oh I know how it works. It's the industry I work in. You sign up to buy a dress, get a free download, get electricity or basically anything, and you're signed up to a mailing list which promises faithfully not to send you any emails you don't want! Which we all know...

Tis the season to lie with abandon

Tis the season to lie with abandon

I love Christmas don't you?It brings out everybody's inner arsehat in ways which are copious, plentiful and annoying to different people in different ways.But my favourite annual beef by THEM is the endless discussion about whether LYING to your kids and telling them...

Teaching kids to give a shit #kidsoffnauru

Teaching kids to give a shit #kidsoffnauru

Explaining things to children is never easy. They have more questions than you could have ever dreamed possible when you started the conversation, and they often (thankfully) don't have the experience to realise just how awful humans can be to one another so can't...