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I’ve heard it said about a million times before, to me, to others to the world in general. Oh you’ll regret them when you’re older… It’s tiresome, it’s boring and it’s not really helpful in any way. I often want to say not as much as you’ll regret being an asshole but the truth is, that assholes very rarely realise that they are being assholes anyway. And yes, you’re being an asshole if you say this to people with tattoos – because people with tattoos don’t care what you have

A little while ago I wrote a blog post called When is it time to just say enough is enough? and I haven’t really mentioned anything about it since then so I thought it was time to let you know that we took this question pretty seriously and after doing lots and lots of research, we decided that actually, the time was now. So we are moving to New Zealand if they will have us. Of course the decision wasn’t taken lightly and there have been lots of things to consider

The last while I’ve been trying to think of something to blog about. I’ve looked at my trusty content plan a million times and wondered if that was the right thing or if this is the right thing or maybe you’d like to hear about this or maybe that. I’ve thought about things I need to say and things I want to say and yet somehow, none of them have seemed vaguely important enough to write about when my country is burning to the ground. I feel like that sounds

I’ve spent the last few days nursing a sick husband and then a sick toddler and as luck would have it, just as they are both getting better I’m the one hit with the worst cold I’ve ever had. I’ve been coughing and cold and then hot and then cold and honestly, I don’t think I’ve had this bad a cold in a really long time. So it really was PERFECT timing for my incredible new duvet to arrive from Sixth Floor and Superbalist. I was sent this beautiful grey

I’ve been decluttering for the last while. It’s refreshing. I’m really quite good at letting go of “junk”… I HATE clutter. I really can’t stand things lying around that don’t “belong” there which admittedly has something I’ve had to adjust to being married to the king of leaving things lying around. I usually do a purge of my stuff and give things away or sell them but there are some things I’ve not been able to get rid of. I feel like hanging on to the things that no longer

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It feels like a lifetime since you left us here, figuring the world out without you. Over a decade has passed and yet every day will be the shortest time that you’ll ever be gone because as the days pass, so does the time since I last got to speak to you. I’m writing a letter to the world who reads my blog because somehow, it feels like if I put my emotions out there, they’ll stop sitting like a lump in my throat that I can’t swallow. It’s making

We live in an age when loving ourselves is getting harder and harder. Every single day, we are faced with our role models telling us to be thinner, skinnier, curvier, lean and the list of unrealistic beauty standards goes on and on… You know who dictates the “beauty” industry? People who get paid by making you feel inferior in yourself. Make up brands that want to help you cover up your dark circles Beauty products made to reduce wrinkles and fine lines Diet pills to help you lose the excess weight

Being a mother is probably the single most important role I have ever played in my life. There just isn’t any amount of preparation you can do to make this “job” go smoothly. You come into your new role with absolutely no idea about how hard it can be or how tired you will feel or how much love you will hold in your heart. Until becoming a mother, I had no idea that I was capable of loving someone this much. Suddenly your heart is swollen and ready to

A few weeks ago I met Sonja for a coffee and she told me her story! Growing up, I had so much pressure in my own life, to follow the “right” career path, I was expected to become what my family thought I should be. No one ever gave a minute to my suggestions that I’d like to be an actress and pursue a creative life. Oh no, that’s something you do in your spare time. You don’t get to follow your heart and do what makes you happy. You

I don’t want to be one of those people who just runs away. I’m terrified of being that person. So terrified that perhaps I choose to live in denial instead but when is enough really enough? This last week has really shaken me up. I don’t know why it was so different to any of the weeks before or the months, years before that. It hasn’t been really but maybe my perspective is changing? You see, my 19month old son has been on school holidays for the last two weeks

Things are not always what they seem! That’s a fact. My friend Cass wrote a post on her blog Leather Jacket Foxes (how cool is this name?) about the difference between online and offline lives and I think you should read it. It really made sense to me and is something I’ve had to remind myself a lot since becoming more involved in the online world. You can’t compare your journey to that of other bloggers. They show you what they want you to see. The same is true for others outside

Towards the end of February I wrote a post about Oden starting school and how terrified I was about it. I thought I’d give you a little update on how that went. Everyone at the school warned me that it would take him three weeks to fully settle into being at school but I underestimated just how accurate they were about it. The first week was HELL We started off by taking him in for a couple of hours a day for the first few days. Increasing pick up time

My childhood was a constant battle between what is and what isn’t considered appropriate for a girl. I grew up to be that woman, living a constant battle between what is and what isn’t appropriate behaviour for a woman. I was raised to think independently and to be an independent woman. I was taught to pursue a career path that would enable me to always support myself. If you depend on a man, you are forever stuck at his mercy. Asking for pennies and cents to survive. Always be a financially independent

I’ve always been really good at handling stress. Honestly, I make to-do lists and I smash them like a boss. Lately, though, it’s something else. These last few days, I’m just overwhelmed. I swear, no amount of to-do lists, checklists or planning ahead can prepare you for when your child gets sick! I don’t mean a little sniffle, I mean waking up to your child completely covered in vomit type sick! Being mom to a toddler comes with a full set of challenges Yup. It’s a whole new ballgame. Almost two

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