“Wait. Am I even facing the right way now?” One of my Yoga students this week caught my eye and looked uncertain. Looking around the class, she could see that everyone else was doing something different from her, and she
The Other Side of Sleeplessness
A few years ago I was asked to contribute a piece to a forthcoming anthology on mothering. Since publication, several people have asked me to include the piece here on my blog. After discussion with the publisher, I am pleased
Make a wish
Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day 29 November’s prompt My eldest child is a maker. An idea possesses her, and with a single-mindedness I can only admire, she decides what she is going to create, and she
Finding beauty where I least expect it. Or, another lesson from my children.
Quiet Beauty (16/11/13 prompt) Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day “Hook nose!” In sixth grade one of the cool girls nailed me with her withering stare and spat these words at me. Hook nose. I went
Once upon a time I was 4
Today’s prompt was: “Begins with ‘M’” Linking up with Amanda at Habit of Being – November prompt-a-day When I was little, probably 4 or 5 years old, my mother bought me a bag of M&Ms. It was an impulse buy from
Keeping up appearances
I’m the only parent struggling right now. Everyone else seems to be fine. Parenting is such a challenge and I’m part of the minority of people who feel this way. Why don’t my children behave like other peoples’ children? If
Getting out the door with young children
Trying to get out the door with several children in tow should have been one of the labours of Heracles. Whether you’re home educating, or sending your children to school, at some stage you need to be on time somewhere,
Tenderising: from resistance to acceptance
The drawers in my mother’s kitchen held many utensils, one of which was a large metal mallet with a squared end. Spiky and sharp on one end, blunt spikes on the other, this was my mother’s meat tenderiser. Tough, sinewy
The need to be near
This morning I groggily padded downstairs to be met by my six year old who, having been up for at least an hour before me, wanted me to help her get a snack out of the fridge, set up a
Mother nature hasn’t read that book
I am a lover of books. Several walls of my house are lined with full book shelves. I always have at least one, if not more, books on the go. I’ll read fiction and non-fiction. I’ll read paper books and
