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“I definitely need to have a shower tonight because I’ve been swimming. I have Claudine all over me.”
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“Stop laughing Mummy. There’s no laughing allowed in Outer Space”
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Category Archives: Family
Feeling Good
I’ve had a post brewing for a while now about some of the changes I’ve made to my lifestyle since moving to Tasmania, but it was only on reading this lovely brave piece about motherhood and body image by my friend Emily that I felt compelled to rescue my notes from the drafts folder and pay them some attention.
Something about living here has made me feel more compelled than ever before to get in better shape. I think perhaps part of it is that exercise and healthy food can so easily become part of your routine without it being a huge effort. Like Emily though, I have not been aiming to hit a particular dress size, or a certain number on the scales (we don’t even own a set of scales). I just want to feel good in myself and I’ve been trying to approach that in a sensible way. Continue reading
The Standoff
Everyone who goes to that park knows that it’s a pirate-ship plank.
Everyone.
Or at least they did until today.
The boys were lined up. Spiderman in front, with DorkySon second, and Lightning McQueen bringing up the rear.
They stood patiently, waiting their turn, assuming their fiercest, most swashbuckling pose, and then launching themselves along the plank, crashing to the sand below with a bellow.
But today there was a problem. Continue reading
Pest Control
I was sitting outside with DorkySon the other day – eating a super tasty lunch from the TacoTaco van – when I felt something tickly on my neck. I glanced at the window beside me and could see quite clearly from the reflection that it was a BIG spider and if I wasn’t quick it was going to disappear down the back of my shirt.
*shudder*
I walked as calmly as I could across to a nearby group of three women, also sitting eating tacos, and said through quite a tight smile ‘Please could you flick that crawling thing off my back?’
All three of them looked up at me, widened their eyes, and screamed loudly.
Not very reassuring, ladies! Continue reading
My month without social media
*peers into the gloom*
Do I still have any readers after my month off? I hope so. I’ve missed you!
Giving up Facebook and Twitter for a month was surprisingly easy, but giving up DorkyMum was hard. I’ve filled half a notebook with scribblings that need to be turned into proper posts over the next few weeks, but I thought I would start with a few reflections on the four-week social media detox. Continue reading
