My 10 Favourite Kid Books (OK, 15…)
I am an Artist (by Marta Altés) Who doesn’t want to be? Seriously, especially when you’re 5. To this little guy the world is a canvas. We have read this […]
Hairy knees & Mom guilt
I’m sitting in my car waiting for the school to open so that I can fetch child one and two. I stare down at my knees and notice how hairy […]
How You Raise Your Son can make or break someone’s day
The actual title of this post is “when you raise an asshole you fuck up someone else’s day” But I thought that might be a tad offensive. It’s true though. […]
Cortisone Musings & Ramblings
I’m writing this while being on my second to last cortisone high. It is 3am, I’ve been awake since 1am and the one thing I’d love to do right now […]
Vote For Me!
I’ve gone and entered the SA Blog awards. Because life is short and you only live once right? Please click on the badge to vote. It’s the big red dot […]
What is cancer really like?
This is not a pity post, and once again, if you leave me any sad messages I will unfriend you 🙂 I write this so that people will know what […]
Chemo Brain
A real short explanation as my brain hurts for anything too long or too complicated. Let me explain chemo brain. Chemo brain for me is like having to play a […]
This is a story you can tell
This is a story you can tell You: “This poor mom I heard about, a friend of a friend knows her whole story, she has three young kids and was […]
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 […]
