When we moved last year we left behind some pretty great neighbours. Em and I went to school together and ended up living in the same street just as we became mothers. We borrowed from each [...]
Society garlic – a herb or a weed? Regardless, it is edible and it adds a good kick of garlicky flavour to pasta, salads, quiches, frittatas and savoury muffins. Hailing from South Africa [...]
Dressing my postpartum, breastfeeding body is tricky, at times. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t care about what I wear. I do care – greatly. I enjoy leaving the house and [...]
The hardest thing about working from home is the blurry line between work life and home life. And when you’re a work from home mum? You have to physically draw the line, so to speak, [...]
This is one of those recipes that my nana knew off by heart but had the decency to jot down on a piece of paper. The recipe ended up with my mum who makes these bite-sized morsels for every [...]
We went down to the water in the early evening and while the big kids swam I sat Percy down and watched his toes curl and fists clench. He ate a fair bit of sand, his face grimacing with the [...]
Take for instance my new full circle vegetable scrubbing brush* that I picked up on a whim whilst browsing the aisle of my local grocery store (the things you do when you have twenty minutes to [...]
This year December is looking frightfully busy: drama rehearsals and performances, ballet recitals and concerts (three!), end-of-year assemblies, a big editorial deadline and the general malarky [...]
The swimming season has officially begun – this past weekend was hot enough to dive right in. It’s cooled off now but for four days in a row we launched straight into iceblocks and [...]
Clear skies and sun have done wonders for the grouchy moods of late. One of my very favourite things to say as a mother is: “Go, go outside. Play!” Sure, there may be the occasional [...]
My recent bout of illness had me looking at the house with a particularly critical eye. Everything looks filthy when you’re sick, doesn’t it? I was seeing germs and mess and scrunched [...]
Poet’s operation was, in every way, a standard procedure. And yet taking your child to hospital, talking them through the procedures and eventually handing them over to the operating [...]
