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A Mother’s Love

To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. ~ Maya Angelou Fifteen years ago, if anyone would have said to me that my mother would become one of my favourite people, I would have laughed hysterically. During my formative, impressionable years, our relationship was strained and being a typical teenager, most of the…

My Gratitude List

This year has been the hardest and most challenging that I have had to face in a long time and through it all, my positivity has been at an all-time low – fifty shades of grey takes on a new meaning here! My righteous indignation makes it hard to keep perspective but a very small gesture yesterday inspired me to…

My review on THAT book

I have succumbed to the hype. I admit that I have read THAT BOOK. Ok, maybe just the one and not the whole three part series – but book one was enough to spur me on to write this post. If you haven’t heard, where the hell have you been? 50 Shades of Grey has become the book of choice for bored…

The Diary of a Mad Nanny Hirer

Interviewing for a nanny to care for my kids has become somewhat of a game.  Eight nannies in two years? Well I am starting to question whether the problem is me. Number eight sent me a text on the morning that she was meant to arrive last week saying “I have got another job. I will not be coming back.…

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

For every challenge I endured throughout the years, the life lesson remained the same. Live life authentically. For me this translates to living a life true to myself. Adopting the power to say NO, learning to live holistically – devoid of airs and graces, no lies or illusions of living a life other than what is real. My idealism has…

How to Survive an Imminent Monday Meltdown

For most people, Mondays are notorious for inducing feelings of doom and gloom at the impending chaos that a new week may bring. Fridays are more pleasurable – offering a respite from the chaos. However, most working mothers with small babies will attest to the fact that every day is largely the same – Mondays just elicit an involuntary psychological…