Tag: Parenting
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My Little Lunchbox Notes of Love
Turning your lunchboxes into acts of love needn’t to be difficult. A little note, a sliced-up pear, or a treat from the sweet aisle that’s probably not in the recommended food group. But please, don’t pack your loved ones beetroot sandwiches.
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Should You Get an Instagram Account for Your Newborn baby?
Just for fun, what would your social media strategy be if you were to put your newborn on the popular photo-sharing service?
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Parents, Send Your Teens to Work!
In South Africa, turning 16 means you get your first ID card. It’s one step towards becoming an adult. In my household, however, there’s a second step: I have strongly encouraged (yes, that’s a euphemism) both of my daughters to get a weekend job.
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My Life is Like a TV Series, & I’m Not Going to Change the Channel
If there’s one thing I’m proud of from my single parenthood journey (I don’t declare myself as such anymore), it’s this: laying the foundations for my daughter and I to be a team, all the time.
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My nightmare battle against my daughter’s matric burnout
She was completely and utterly burnt out: seeing a psychologist weekly, on anxiety meds under supervision of a psychiatrist, seemingly permanently chained to her desk often to the early hours of the morning.
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What I Learned From My Wild & Stormy Year of Change
Life has a way of throwing things your way in groups. Common wisdom would have it as groups of three, but sometimes there’s a whole lot more.
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My Son is in Matric, & I’m the One Who’s Freaking Out
Kid1 and I have been through some tense times lately. We’ve chatted, we’ve argued, we’ve looked at the Future from so many angles. This is change on steroids. We’re both clueless and what’s clear is we’re not ready.
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Love is Letting Go and Moving On
Moving was quite possibly the most exhausting thing I’ve done in years. It’s doubly exhausting when you have the emotional component of a divorce attached.
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How Our Little Blended Family Taught Me to Love Again
Add one child each to the mix and suddenly it is no longer a relationship with just two individuals, but four different people and two units coming together to form one. A blended family.
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Why I’m Not Sending My Smelly Son to Boarding School
When my 11-year-old son announced that he wanted to go to boarding school, my friends were aghast. I suspect images of the Spud movies were racing through their minds.