Category: Starting a Family
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How Slikour, SA’s slickest rap star, grooved his way from the backyard to the front stage
A role-model of cool, calm confidence and home-grown stardom, Slikour – his name comes from his one-time habit off slicking up his hair with gel – sat down with Ruda for an easygoing chat about black pride, the joys of fatherhood, and the ultimate key to survival: “Happiness makes you a find a way to…
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My ex-Mom-in-Law’s Home-Baked Bread Proves That Love is All You Knead
To break bread with family and friends is a ritual of sustenance and belonging. But to bake your own bread, according to a recipe handed down through the generations, is sweeter still. Now you too can try this life-changing loaf for yourself.
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Hire Me, I’m a Stay-at-Home Mom!
Don’t be fooled, people. No matter what Then Good Wife would have you believe, you do not just slip back into the workforce after a decade of staying home.
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Why I Married a German, For Better or Wurst
When I first met Andreas at university, he didn’t seem very German. I knew he had a surname no one could pronounce, but he had worked hard on losing his accent and didn’t speak that much anyway.
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Being an Adult Means Buckling Up, Screaming, & Enjoying the Ride
I laughed at how contrived I had become and how much fun I had missed out on in my life, I laughed at how it was over so quick, at how alive I felt and how I wanted to do it all over again.
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Why the World Would be a Better Place if We Let Our Teenagers Run It
There’s something about the ‘in-betweenness’ of being a teenager that allows them to see things quite clearly, writes Mandy Collins.
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Why I Want My Daughter to Grow Up to be a Ninja
I’ve signed us up for a self-defence class after hearing about it on a Facebook parenting group. I didn’t hesitate. This is essential.
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The Sheer Joy of Watching My Daughter Learn to Fly
I watch, support and learn where I can, having recognised many years ago that despite calling her ‘our girl’ or ‘my daughter’, these children do not belong to me. I am simply privileged to care for them until they fly away one day.
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The Kitchen is Burning! Quick, Where’s my phone?
‘”Holy Moses, the kitchen’s on fire,” shouted my husband, as the glass cracked in the kitchen door and smoke started pouring in (I’m not sure I’m allowed to swear in these columns. But…he didn’t really say Holy Moses.)
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The Awesome Power of Hitting the Pause Button on Life
Hitting pause, an idea from a child’s game, now becomes an adult’s prerogative. It allows me to reflect on how to keep close the things I hold dear,