I don’t know about you, but I reckon Mother’s Day is a bit like Christmas: over-hyped, over-priced, and likely to end in tears. It may well have its antecedents in ancient Roman and Greek festivals, or indeed the Christian Mothering … Continue reading
My fabulous book tour for ‘The Mothers’ Group’ is now over, and I’ve returned to the sobering reality of my ordinary life. Which involves rat traps: That’s right, when my stint as Get Reading’s April Ambassador concluded, my husband departed for … Continue reading
So this is what the lovely people at Get Reading have in store for me over the next few weeks. I’m excited to be part of Australia’s largest annual celebration of books and reading, and for my novel to be carrying the … Continue reading
It occurred to me recently that not only am I a blogger, I am a bogger, which is the technical term for someone who has changed too many nappies in their time. By my calculations, I have dealt with around 5334 nappies over … Continue reading
Last week, when I questioned the validity of UK-based philosopher Alain de Botton’s objections to his mother, I didn’t expect one of my blog followers to have personal knowledge of the matter. Not for a moment did I think that … Continue reading
There’s an editing acronym I’ve become familiar with over the past few years – NQR, or ‘Not Quite Right’. It’s a polite way for an editor to say, ‘Hey, the word you’ve used here isn’t working – can you try … Continue reading
Look what getting more sleep delivers… a happier mummy, a happier bubby, and an unbridled urge to declutter. That’s right, now that I’m getting at least six hours of solid sleep a night, all those jobs I’ve been putting off seem … Continue reading
Prior to my arrival at the Tresillian Family Care Centre in Willoughby earlier this week, I did some figures on the back of an envelope and worked out that I’ve been pregnant or lactating for 58 of the last 65 … Continue reading
I remember the first time my friend Lisa – a desperately tired mother of a sleepless six-month old - mentioned to me that she was going to spend a week at Tresillian, aka Sleep School for Babies. I made a … Continue reading