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“Sunscween?”
“Bye bye,” I said. “Mummy is going for a bushwalk.” “No, no, no!! Mummy BABY booshwalk!” he said, blocking me from shutting the door while I was trying to go on my solo hike. “If you want to bushwalk with me, you HAVE to wear your hat.” “Sunscween,” he said. “No, buddy,” I said. “It…
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The gift of art
For all the times I complain about motherhood, it’s also my inspiration. I have been on and off with my art for so many years. Work came first. Life came first. Then when my son came along, I had to create. I had the support and time to create. There was less pressure, at first,…
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Angels drive utes
“Are you okay?” Jason yelled out of the window, after he stopped his ute behind my little car on the fast-moving highway. I had been driving over 100km/hour, with a toddler screaming… “I want GWAMMAAAA….!!!!” (grandma) Over the hour he screamed, I went through the 10 stages of parenting: from gentle mother to roaring lionness,…
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Piece in Chaos 