Sometimes the stay-at-home-mum part of my life sucks. Not all the time, but sometimes it does. And lately it has been sucking more than usual, because my lovely, talkative three-year-old is really pushing the boundaries in what she says and does. She’s defiant, argumentative, non-listening, and has learned the word ‘whatever’. At three. Not cool at all.
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Seriously – there is never enough hours in the day. When I was a student, there was never enough hours because I was always trying to finish an assignment (whilst working full-time). When I was pregnant there wasn’t enough time because nine months zoomed past faster than I could organise a baby’s bedroom. When I gave birth to Maia, there wasn’t enough time to get to the hospital, hence her birth happening in my parents hallway! (You can read all about THAT story here) Continue reading “Give me More Time + Jord Wood Watch Competition!”
When I was pregnant with Amelia, the day I went on maternity leave was the day I started counting down how many days at home I had left. I couldn’t help it. She was just over a week past her due date, and that whole week I was thinking about how I was missing out on one week of time at home with my baby. If someone had reminded me just to enjoy the moment I’m in, maybe there might have been a few less tears. Scratch that – I doubt anything could have stopped the tears.
Today has been a tough day of Mum-ing. I’ve been somewhat preoccupied with other things happening in life, whilst still trying to give focus to my two little ones. My 3-year-old sat at the table chatting to me through breakfast and I barely heard a word of it. My hand was holding the bottle feeding Little Miss, but my mind was absent. How do you cope when you just feel like Mum-ing is the last thing you want to be doing right now? Continue reading “When Being a Mum is Tough”
One thing I’ve learned being a parent is that it is incredibly hard to not step in and help your children every time they are confronted with a difficult situation. As parents it is our natural instinct to want to protect our babies, to keep them from harm, confusion, fear, disappointment, heartache… the list goes on. We want to wrap them in cotton wool and cover them in bubble wrap. Did the phrase “helicopter parent” just enter your mind? Continue reading “Coping with a Toddler in Daycare Transition”
I’m officially a working mum again. To say I was excited to be returning to work is an understatement. I’ve loved being a full-time stay-at-home Mum, but there is just something in me that creates this burning desire to be working on a project. Having a purpose to work towards that doesn’t involve changing nappies. Of course it helps that I work for a really fun workplace. There’s always something new happening, loads of people around, and with all those happy endorphins flying out of people after their workouts, working at Les Mills is just a bucket of awesomeness. Continue reading “My part-time job is still my career”
It was my first day back at work yesterday – and I loved it! Besides a few new faces, and a few old faces gone, it definitely didn’t feel like I had been away for nearly seven months. Despite Amelia being home sick with Nanny and Poppa, the day was a total success. Continue reading “Back to work I go!”