The sweetest moments of the day

I have a One Line A Day diary that I started when Arty was born: a space to write a line that encapsulates that day or helps me remember something special. Lately, there have been too many moments of sweetness to choose from.


Great Mom advice

I’m always on the lookout for mom advice – always. Maybe one day I’ll feel like I have this whole mothering thing waxed, but for now I’m always keen to learn more. Both for my own sanity, and for my kids. I got two fantastic pieces of Mom advice last week, and wanted to share them…


True self / Mom self

I’ve been thinking a lot, lately, about the different versions we all have within us. This is partly because after my amazing holiday (amazing! so amazing!) I felt like I reconnected with the part of me that has been around much longer than I’ve been a Mom… And then I came home and said goodbye to that part.


The greatest gift I could give myself…

I’m about to catch a plane to Durban for 5 glorious days of holiday… just me. Pinch me, am I dreaming?


Cape Town’s water crisis

Here in Cape Town, we’re in the midst of the worst drought in recent history. This is not new information – we’ve been on water rations for many months, and there’s been a constant stream (excuse the pun) of suggestions on how to be water wise. But this weekend, things suddenly got serious.


The best thing about having kids

Before I had children, I was an expert (weren’t we all?). One of the things that bothered me the most about people with young kids was how they complained all the time – about exhaustion and never having any time to themselves and all the stuff I complain about here… My thinking was: you chose to have kids! Suck it up.

Oh how times have changed.


Separation anxiety all round

When I was a kid, I had bad separation anxiety. Real bad. I remember crying every morning when I was dropped off at school (even though I loved school) and feeling an actual ache in my chest when my mom wasn’t there. I’m now being revisited by karma as both my kids appear to feel the same way as I did…


The joy of public speaking

I’ve always loved speaking in front of an audience. As a child, I think this is because I was inherently a show-off (when I wasn’t curled up somewhere with a book) and telling stories about my experiences has always been one of my favourite things to do.

Only now, it’s the grown-up version…


The best moment of the day

When Mark and I went on our amazing trip around South-East Asia and South America, we did a daily short video called ‘The best moment of the day’. In it, we highlighted something amazing that had happened that day – something we’d seen or eaten or experienced. The other day I found the playlist online: 96 of the best moments from our trip. It made me deeply, deeply nostalgic.

But now I have a new version of the best moment of the day…


The hardest (and sweetest) year of our lives

Ella turned one on Saturday. One! And all our family and friends were like: “Where did the year go?” I was not: I can tell you in painstaking detail where the year went. And that’s not a negative reflection, just a fact. It has without doubt been the hardest year Mark and I have ever had. But also absolutely the sweetest.


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