Category Parenting

‘It’ll Pass’: Discipline and Breakdowns

Last night I drank a little too much and found myself wide awake at 3am, dehydrated and my mind reeling. The thoughts were rife with paranoia and yet about matters which were so utterly banal, I found myself getting ever more frustrated and therefore further unable to sleep. And rapid thoughts too. So rapid that […]

Hakuna Matata: Why Unpopularity Shouldn’t Be a Worry

Being only three, my recollection of nursery is patchy at best. But one thing I am certain of: I wasn’t popular. It was the 80s and Sydney suburbia so it didn’t take much to be considered socially leftfield. My dad has on occasion alluded to the possibility that the way I dressed had something to […]

Sex: candid discussions with the under 4s

In the words favoured by almost all politicians, let me be clear: I’m not actually discussing sex with my under four. But the subject has begun to percolate in my mind as I recognise the beginnings of a certain form of curiosity in her behaviour. She had already immersed herself in all things princess, but […]

Dinner, Vinyl and Domestic Harmony

What I’m about to discuss may be painfully obvious to many. Yet if it acts as a revelation (as it did me) for just one person, I will be very happy indeed. We, the Doc and I, are in the extremely fortunate position wherein I work from home and his office is a ten minute […]

‘A cup of tea, a bex and a good lie down’: (not) managing signs of mental decline

Monday morning at Brockwell Lido cafe.Β  I’ve met a friend, our children in tow, for a play in the park.Β  With me being my characteristically twenty minutes late and the weather having transformed from sunny and Spring-like to chucking it down with rain, we abandon the park and go for coffee instead. I’m not feeling […]

Child Two: How Many is Enough?

In September 2013, my second child and first son was born.* Roughly three weeks earlier than his rather moot ‘due date’ and after consuming a considerable portion of porridge whilst watching Saturday morning children’s television, I was stricken with portentous pains in my lower back and nether regions.Β  Recognising these immediately as labour pains, I […]