They’re in the now, you’re in the past (and future)
Through gritted teeth I explain to Bailey that she cannot burst into my room and whisper random questions as it wakes Tom every time. Really every time. She leaves, little […]
As simple as squashing a Mosquito
As I put my naked head down to sleep I can hear that determined little fecker. He is one relentless mosquito. Why could he not just go where all the […]
My most serious post ever
When you hear the word chemo, what do you think of? If you are one of my generation then you probably recall images from the movie ‘Dying Young’ (1991). A […]
Losing my shit
A post with lots of swear words and zero silver lining 8:20am The pharmacist is scurrying up and down like a nervous mouse. We make eye contact and her nose […]
Lessons from Cancer
Day 6 post chemo and I’m up at 4am to write. I’m definitely back to normal. It came suddenly, unexpectedly. This returning to normal. Like my friend Caroline said “the […]
The story of George
This is the story of George, the cancer that lives in my boob The weekend before we cut George out Writing this, I’m lying inside a tented structure with rain falling […]
Biopsies & Black Cats
If someone had to biopsy your parental journey, what would they see? Imagine they take a small sample, as they would from your breast or your thigh, and they send […]
Be the Container
“Oy Fek” I mumble under my breath (a combination of Jewish and Afrikaans swearwords). Tom is sitting on the coffee table pouring cold coffee: from the mug into a plastic […]
The art of having a bad day
I gained so much weight since Dec that my underwear is cutting off my blood supply. While facilitating a workshop last week I could literally not feel my left arm. […]
The shortest blog post ever
If you’re a parent of a young child right now, you might feel as if you’re living inside a Charles Dickens novel; “it was the best of times, it was […]
Finally, that book review (#1)
Books. They can take you places even when you’re stuck in a queue. They’re the Felicity of every childhood and every adulthood (Latin fēlīcitās, meaning happiness, just in case you […]
365 days of clean bums
I went for my first mammogram today. Hoorah for me for being proactive about my health and all that. And also how sad that it really was the most relaxing […]
Mother. Of. The. Year.
This mother of the year award does not involve a gorrilla, but it does involve this picture. Nasty. Previous nominations for mother of the year include slamming Kai’s hand in […]
The Chuck Norris of all trips
I shouted like a drill sergeant. We had five minutes to get from the car park to the inside of the airport. Bailey, carrying a bag full of Doctor […]
Captain Fantastic vs Mom Fan Tastic
Moments before watching Captain Fantastic at the cinema (where they now serve wine bless them), I shouted at Kai for jumping on the couch with a vienna in each hand. […]
That steel thing
Last night I slept in a steel cot. And I will again tonight. So crutches have been around since the early 1900’s and recently, finally, they’ve been redesigned. A company […]
