#isolife

Life at home has had me bored. And I’m a grown-up, with internet access, streaming tv and movie services, shelves full of books plus access to my local library’s e-book collection. I can run myself a bath, do exercise, bake to my stomach’s heart’s content, day drink, shop online or any combination of the above! I am dabbling in DIY, trying out craft and getting my garden in shape. But I’m still bored. I miss my friends. And yes, I know I’m very lucky, but I’m still fecking bored. And if I’m bored, kids at home are definitely suffering the same thing. Too young and too broke for online shopping and day drinking, the poor things. So I’ve tried to come up with a bit of a novelty activity to do at home.

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The impending disappointment that is Mother’s Day

Over the past week or so, the posts and discussions in the various Facebook groups I’m in has narrowed down on today. Not in anticipation of macaroni necklaces and candles from the school Mother’s Day stall, either. Not even in a laughing, what-weird-shit-will-my-family-buy kind of way either. There’s been the expected talk about how hard Mother’s Day will be for some mamas; those newly single, perhaps, or those grieving their own mums or even their own children. Those discussions can break your heart, it’s true. And I am one of those mums who spends this day missing my own.

But another, very common thread that I’m seeing? It’s the entirely avoidable yet absolutely predictable expectation that their partners will do nothing at all to acknowledge the mothers of their children. Continue Reading

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Baby got back (pain)

After the birth of my youngest, my back was a bit of a mess. It was after my first baby, too, but the second one really took the biscuit. I had trouble with it early on in the pregnancy, with ligament pain. It escalated from there. By the time I hit the 41 week mark, I was in real trouble with pelvic girdle problems that meant even getting out of bed was a nightmare.

During check ups, my midwives told my my baby was posterior, meaning facing the front. “Sunny-side up” was how my eldest presented too, and I knew what that meant- hideous back labour. One of the worst things I’ve ever felt, personally.

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Russell Brand, Typical Dad

When I say typical, I mean stereotypical.

In a recent interview, he talked about becoming a father and the practical side of parenting. That being the side that rarely engages in, apparently. Russell Brand parenting is something much more otherworldly and sensitive. Or something.  Isn’t it amazing how fast you can lose respect for someone you admire?

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