Having a baby is one of the most exciting, joyous times in your life. Everyone is excited! From you and your husband making dreamy plans for your future as a family, to your friends becoming your cheer squad and offering lots of support. Right through to the sticky beaks who wouldn’t go to coffee with you, but keep tabs on you... waiting for all the goss; and the interfering family members who broadcast your every move and progress like a fog horn. Sigh.
No matter how prepared you are though, or which number baby you’re having, the reality of actually having that baby and bringing him home is quite an emotional experience. One that is different with each baby. Everyone gets excited for you which is so lovely and they all want...
One of the most overwhelming and stressful moments of my life/business/motherhood journey was when Amelia was just 6 months old. I was on my way home from work… late of course and she was home, waiting for her next breastfeed while I ran a mental list of everything I needed to do before I got home to her, in my mind. I’d stopped on the side of the road to answer the business phone… another booking. I scrambled to find a scrap of paper to take the details while planning my next moves. Pick up some groceries, check the PO Box and drop off gear to an employee. I could feel my milk-filled breasts starting to burst and I was still half an hour away from town.
I rushed into the supermarket, I grabbed the few things I needed...
Turn your face toward the sun and the shadows will fall behind you
I truly believe that happiness and positivity is a choice.
A hard choice for some, but a choice none the less.
How can we feel less shit about things when our life feels like it sucks a bit?
What’s stopping us from having the dream career, the dream family and the dream lifestyle?
No matter how far we are from having everything we’ve always wanted, we have to accept that we are all in control of getting up off that lounge, turning off the TV, stretching, walking to the door and grounding ourselves barefoot in the earth as we turn our faces towards the sun and let our shadows fall behind us.
It’s clear to me that we are all in complete...
As a mum, getting time for myself is something very precious. Last week during one of my coaching calls, my client asked me about how I manage to get so much time to myself (me time) considering how busy I am. As a busy mum, business owner, primary school teacher and domestic goddess, my days are busy, but I’ve always managed to get time for myself every day. But until I was asked this question, I’d never actually explored ‘how’ I manage to do it... so here it goes.
Self care is without doubt the most important concept for mums to recognise and understand if she wants to create a harmonious work/life blend and feel relaxed. We are the barometer of our family and when we feel calm, organised...
Being a working mum is hard! Leaving the house to go to work can be a mixture of emotions. Leaving the kids behind, feeling rushed, unappreciated and exhausted all before 7:30am isn’t quite the work/life blend lifestyle that you once imagined you'd have. By beginning the day with a positive mindset and a solid plan can help you to make conscious decisions that will change all this.
Here are 10 things that every working mum should do before she leaves the house to go to work.
Self care is the single most important thing that a working mum can do for herself. We, the mum, are the barometer of our family and when we are calm, centered and fulfilled, then so are our family members. I’ve learnt that self care...
Last November, I sat in the doctor’s surgery awaiting the results of my pap smear. I’d already had the phone call from the receptionist earlier that day asking if I could pop in on my way home from work, which is never a good sign.
I waited anxiously, reflecting on the last time I was here... a couple of weeks earlier. I’d sat in that same room in the same doctor’s surgery, watching ambulance after ambulance roar past, sirens blazing. The doctor and I chatted about how there must have been a terrible accident. Little did I know that they were going to a fatal head on collision, which sadly my brother was involved in.
Not long after this, my friend lost her battle with Leukaemia and as I sat and waited I...
I have made no secret of the fact that I am a HUGE fan of erotic novels. I’ve read them on planes, in cars, in the dark with a torch and even more recently, on audio book during my daily commute. I love the promise of ‘everything always works out’ that each unique story holds, even if it’s unrealistic!
You may be wondering how spending time reading this sort of loved-up trash makes me thousands of dollars each month; and I wouldn’t blame you for thinking that it’s the biggest load of crap you’ve ever heard. But it’s true.
Reading these novels takes me away from reality, even if just for small increments of time and allows me to dream. It’s like a darling little holiday for my mind and...
Nobody likes being sick.
Sometimes sickness slowly kicks our arse for days or even weeks in the lead up to actually 'hitting' us. Or as I discovered this week, sometimes it only takes a few hours.
To cut a long story short, I left work early on Thursday and went via the hospital and went home with a diagnosis of acute tonsillitis, a sky high temperature and a handbag full of antibiotics.
Although I pretty much slept through Thursday afternoon and evening, it was Friday that stumped me. I had a whole day off at home to rest and get better. But do you think that I could? Yes, I did a lot of nothing. And yes, I felt like absolute crap and could barely move but it was while I lay there high on pain relief, that my mind couldn't rest. Not...
When I look at the girl in the picture, I can honestly say I wouldn't recognise her if I passed her in the street. Or maybe I would, in an envious way. The spring in her step and smile on her face is a dead give-away... a give-away that she is carefree.
She’s only 25. I'm 30.
That woman? She has no time limits. She can hang out with friends all day long, drink as much champagne as she likes and she has all the time in the world to explore new hobbies.
She gets over 10 hours sleep a night, and when she doesn't it’s probably by choice. I'm lucky to get around 7.
Don’t get me wrong… she is BUSY too. Pffft. Who am I kidding?? She doesn't know what busy is at 25. Busy was something she created from going about...