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In September of 2015, I had my son – the best thing that has EVER happened to me. Unfortunately, with the best thing also came the worst thing. I nearly died and I woke up from emergency surgery with a colostomy. Life after an ostomy has had its challenges but it has also had its lessons. When I look back on this whole experience, I often feel like this was all some story that I once heard, a thing that happened to a friend of a friend but it’s just

I don’t know if this is something that should go on my blog. Why? Because this blog is my happy place. It’s my special place on the internet. It’s the place I come to be me and right now, I’m not feeling all that much like me to be honest. I’m living – in a sort of plodding along type of existence. The type where people don’t know if they should be jealous of all the free time you have or feel sorry for how empty things are. Well, they

It’s funny that I’ve titled this post like I’ve got a dirty little secret. Truth be told, I’m not a dirty little secret kinda person and yet here I am, eight days into the new year and feeling like my life is a lie. If I’m ever asked what my biggest skill is or what I enjoy the most, I say I’m a planner. It’s true. I am SO good at planning things. I LOVE making plans and prioritising tasks and organising “things.” I literally thrive on my ability to

It’s funny how as we get older, the things we used to find so important lose their shine and eventually they lose our interest completely! Last night, while waiting for the new year to roll on into my life, my amazing friend Maz and I had this conversation about how our needs have changed and how now, for us, being content is about being with our families and the people we love. We spent last night on their farm, eating, laughing, drinking and watching our kids play together.  I remember

Christmas is about SUMMER and SWIMMING and FUN in the SUN Christmas has this reputation about being all about snowy weather and glowing fires. Here in Africa, in South Africa Christmas is all about SUMMER. In fact, nothing about it says let’s sit around a fire or build snowmen. Nope, instead, down here we spend our holidays at the pool, braaing and drinking cold beer or in my case, wine with lots of ice. We get together with our family and friends on as many days as the holiday period

At the start of this year, my journey as the mother of a school going child began and I was terrified. I cried. I cried bucket loads. I really really struggled walking away every single morning for the first three weeks.   Fast forward an entire year and today is the last day of school, the end of the first year for that little boy. The end of the first year and it feels like he just started there He was only 18 months old when we decided he was ready to

*Sponsored Post I’m not going to lie, the hardest part of making this move is getting everything organised in the shortest amount of time. For some crazy reason, I decided in April this year that we were moving to New Zealand and it all had to happen before the end of the year. Yeah, no pressure. Of course Home Affairs made this impossible for us but we didn’t find that out until everything else was pretty much sorted. When you’re making a huge move, internationally, and it’s not just you

A week ago I finally went through what was probably the most scary and most exciting experience of my life. I had eye surgery! LASIK surgery that I’ve been waiting to do for a really long time. The first time I went to get assessed and had the money to get it done, my eyes hadn’t settled and I was told to come back in a few years. A few years later as a struggling student I couldn’t afford it anymore so I just accepted my fate as a member

Sponsored Post* When I tell people that I had a colostomy, nine times out of ten they look at me blankly. People don’t know what that means. When I explain to people what exactly it is, I get this funny look and it’s usually accompanied with “I thought old people had those” and I can’t even deny the fact that until I had one, I thought that too! I would never in a million years have believed that someone like me, an average relatively young person, who had always been

I don’t want this blog to be my go to place to moan about how shit South Africa is. Yes there are lots of issues here but I have had a good life here. I came here in 2003 and I loved it so much that it became home for over a decade. I’ve had some really good times here. It’s the country I felt I belonged in, the country that I felt at home. I met my husband here, we built a life together, we started a family together.

I haven’t been very good at writing the last while! I think it’s just this weird phase of my life that I’m in. Kinda transition phase… We are still mostly just waiting! Although there has been one step of progress: Gerard got his visa!! YAY But Oden and I are still waiting with no news… In the meantime, we’ve done a few other things and set other plans into motion.  We still have nowhere to live when we get there We don’t have flights booked yet – because we have

I don’t think there is a single parent on earth who can say that bath time is always the favourite time of day. Oden absolutely LOVES bath time and yet there are still days when it’s almost impossible to get him into one. So when I was offered the chance to test out this amazing bath time product I jumped at it! Who wouldn’t want to make bath time fun. And if I’m honest, I really wanted to experience it for myself anyway. So what is this product? We were

We’ve been watching a TV series called “Call the midwife” and the whole show is about delivering babies and the many trials and tribulations around becoming a mother. The main characters are nurses/ midwives and nuns. It’s the kind of show that sucks you in. At 11pm we find ourselves saying “just one more” and suddenly we’ve left no room for sleep. Last night, we watched an episode in which one particular Nun was advocating FOR breast and AGAINST formula and a new mother was so pressured by the idea

This is the kind of question that many bloggers deal with internally. The censorship of who they are and what they have to say. New bloggers will start out being authentic and writing the way they are inspired to write but inevitably, either someone will call them on their swearing OR they will wonder if their words are hurting their brand and preventing them from growing as bloggers. So here’s what I think. If you are writing something and you genuinely feel that swearing enhances what you have to say,

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