I’m loving the #itsok challenge that Jennie from the parenting blog Rice Cakes and Raisins has started. It’s a mission to make us fellow mums feel a bit better about ourselves, our parenting skills (or lack thereof) and to reassure each and every exhausted mum out…
How often have you checked Facebook on your smartphone while playing with your child? Or looked up from reading to your toddler to check your phone because it beeped? Perhaps let your child watch some more television just because you want to spend some time…
Motherhood is so complex, so challenging, and if we’re going to be honest, not exactly easy. There’s another human to care for – 24/7 – with minimal sleep and maximum coffee. In time, there are tantrums to deal with and tears to wipe. The laundry…
PSST… I wrote this post when Little Man was 3.5 years old; two years on, he STILL enjoys this crap!!! Ok, so all this while I thought it was just Little Man who was a bit, err, weird! Let me explain… I am one of those…
All you pregnant-for-the-first-time mums-to-be, here’s some heart-to-heart advice from one rookie mum to a rookie-mum-to-be. Don’t take these for granted, EVER, because once you’re a mum, you will long for… 1. Sleep This is THE number one thing a new mum craves for – night and…
Mums always need more than 24 hours in a day. To take care of baby/toddler – feed them, change them, feed them again, change them again, clean up the mess from the previous feeds, entertain them, discipline them, entertain them some more, sleep-train, potty-train, life-train.…
Mums-to-be have all the time in the world. To fantasize, make assumptions and resolutions. When our little sons or daughters are still kicking around in our bellies, we imagine how beautiful they are going to be (we don’t realise just how much poop and…
Parenting is super tough. Fun, yes. Amazing, yes. But also extremely challenging. When you are severely sleep deprived, existing on not much more than caffeine and paracetamols, and you are confronted with yet another tantrum, or a bowl of food on the floor, or a defiant…
First things first, let me get something clear – when I say ‘my’ love-hate relationship with the idiot-box, I also mean Little Man’s relationship with the concerned item. He’s too little to blog about it himself; and well, I’m talking about how his relationship with the telly affects me…
