Each generation bemoans a lack of manners and respect in the next. I think it’s been that way since Adam was a boy. Parents of young kids are a constant, easy target for those that have forgotten just hard it is. Or never had anything to do with bringing up kids in the first place.
I don’t have genius, prodigal children. Maybe I’m being a bad mum for saying that. But it’s true.
My kids are in the middle of the road. I am very thankful that we don’t need extra support. I know some families who would give anything to have their child tred a well-worn path.
But at the same time, we aren’t offered extension learning. Neither of my boys show extreme promise in sport, art, languages or music. There is no lack of passion for soccer or drawing, but I’m realistic about abilities.
So, you can rest assured, I’ll never be that mum who chews your ear off about my gifted children. And I actually think that’s a very good thing. Read more
Chore charts. It’s a divisive topic. Should kids be rewarded for contributing to their own household? Should parents have to make a captain obvious list as to what needs to be done? Do they actually work? Does anyone use them after the initial month of fervour wears off? Do the white board markers go missing in all families?
We currently have a chore chart hanging off the fridge, laminated and ready for ticks and crosses. Once we can find the white board marker. Read more
Every Sunday my insta feed fills with the pictures. Fresh bread, ribbons of vegetables about to be transformed into edible beauty, bliss balls, home baked muesli bars and menu plans.
Evidently there are scores of parents productively spending their Sundays in the kitchen with a view to the week ahead. I won’t say it’s a cult. But I know some of them own Thermomixes. Read more
I drafted this post relaxing in a camp chair, listening to the ocean and watching the sand and waves. By the time it’s published, I’ll be in thick of back to school preparation and the working year.
The calm will be a distant memory. It’s funny how that happens. We take holidays to relax and recharge and the recharge fades as soon as routine sets in.
I wish I could take the rested me into the stress of normal life. I wonder if I can. Read more