11.05.17 If you have read my blog you know that there is a coffee shop I go to on a Wednesday morning with the school mums. Well it has changed hands, had a facelift and a new menu. I haven’t been there for a while, but yesterday there was a post on Instagram saying… Continue reading Golden milk
8.05.17 Monday and the no phone experiment was meant to finish yesterday, I have sent the odd text but I didn’t use my phone today either. I have an essay due in a couple of weeks for the art history and design unit I am studying. I have a few days off work, kids… Continue reading Got my phone
07.05.17 After my blog writing last night, there was a phone call on Scott’s phone – because I still didn’t have a phone. That J was throwing up at Mum’s place. He has been incredibly stressed and cranky lately and this is how he handles stress. By throwing up. He has been like this since… Continue reading Moody Sunday.
06.05.17 Saturday morning and still no phone. AND I am loving it. I had to be a little more organised this morning than I usually am, but that’s not a bad thing. T had football at 12.20pm but Scott left the house with the boys at 9.30am, they wanted to go to Bunnings and then… Continue reading Still no phone.
5th May 2017 I turned off my phone last night. I had a mixed response from the 8 people that I told. I text Mum, Dad, my sister and my best friend. I told Scott and the boys. Scott said I won’t last until Sunday Dad text me back “ok, love”. My best friend… Continue reading No phone
T and I went to the art gallery after dropping J at school. We sat for an hour and listened to artist Dale Harding speak about his contribution to the installation at The Hub – Caboolture Regional Art Gallery. He spoke of the breast plate that he created and the story of his nanna… Continue reading Dale Harding
I know the word “tribe” is a popular term at the moment and being bashed to death. I’m 14.10 years into the raising of our boys and have always drawn on advice from my mum, my sisters, my hubby’s family, friends, teachers and principals, other mothers. It’s become very apparent over the last few days or even weeks… Continue reading Help a mother out.