First off, you don't need to justify anything to me. I don't know what I'm doing either, pal. There are books upon books written about parenting, so much so that if a first-time mum went searching for a bit of solace and support, she can end up feeling rather panicked at all of the conflicting… Continue reading Parent Your Way
By 10pm we were in front of the tv with wine.
Why I do it and how it doesn't make me a bad mother. There is so much speculation around this topic, my own mother has even had a comment or two on it. In a nutshell, my daughter sleeps in the bed with us. And you know what? It works. We like it. We all sleep better and I'm about to blow you away with some cold hard facts.
I was no exception from the feeling they were making a mistake allowing me to take home and care for a tiny human. Surely there was at least a test I should have to take? Or a vetting... like if I were to adopt a dog? No? Sure?
Update: I'm engaged! Yes, really! You know how you don't tell your family you're engaged? Send them a postcard. Guess what we did? Exactly that. Yes, I'm a little shit, I know. I'm also a MASSIVE chicken, but hey, I'M ENGAGED. WE'RE ENGAGED. Everyone knows (and if you didn't, now you do!). Wooohoooo! We actually… Continue reading Postcards from Tasmania