There are very few moments where I feel negatively towards the country we live in but this morning was one moment. Today I felt powerless and insignificant as I watched my 5 year old daughter deal with inappropriate harassment and intimidation from a group of 10 little boys aged 8-10years old. These little boys, chased … Continue reading It’s time for change…
I am convinced my 16 month old is literally plotting ways to torment me. I am half way convinced that maybe he is a psychopath. They have mixed up emotions, right?! Laugh when they should cry, grin in the face of danger, feel joy when they see your pain. This is my 16 month old. … Continue reading The ‘Fuck Off’ grin….
Today, I joined the small number of women legally allowed to drive in Saudi. Today, I finally was issued my Saudi driving license and got on the road and had my first taste of my old normal life, in Saudi. A life not dependant on the whims of a driver or the mood of my … Continue reading To be dependant or not, that is the question…
Tiny Tyrant, who shall from now be know as Mr Destructor, is a one year old. Here we are, we made it. He lived, he survived, he is here, he is feral, he is destructive but ultimately he is alive and with us, he is present, as though he was always here. The one year … Continue reading So, here we are…
I am not a runner, I have never, even at my fittest and strongest, been a runner. I am a plodder, and even in my heyday of fitness I didn’t enjoy the plodding. However, sometimes running (read plodding) is what I need to do. Right now, mentally I need to run. It’s that time of … Continue reading On the run…
Why are we still not supportive of a mother’s choice? We all know that breastmilk is amazing for baby, but, you know what, there are so many other factors that come into play when finding what is best for baby. It isn’t just about baby, it’s about mum, dad, baby and whole family finding what … Continue reading Happy and healthy is all that matters, remember that…
Let me tell you something, I don’t know how other mums or primary caregivers do ‘it’, but I do ‘it’ with a little bit of help from my friends, more like a lot of help from my friends. These last few weeks have been a bit tough. Both children sick with fever etc... for over … Continue reading How do You do ‘it’?
