Wobbly Week 5 - The Drawing

Wobbly Week 5 – The Drawing

I am struggling. I’m heading into Wobbly week 5. Considering the first week was just thinking about what I wanted to achieve, this is really my fourth week of healthy eating and living. This is the time I normally give up. Predictably, to me anyway, I’ve let myself slip off...
Stop Telling Me Girls Are Easier

Stop Telling Me Girls Are Easier

If I had a My Little Pony for every person whose smiled and exclaimed how lucky we are for having girls, followed by some sing song comment like “at least you don’t have boys” or “I’d trade my boy for three girls any day”, followed by light hearted peels of...
Wobbly: The Diary of a Mum Trying to Find Herself - Week 1

Wobbly: The Diary of a Mum Trying to Find Herself – Week 1

It’s one week until school holidays finish and I am struggling to find any time to myself. My husband, Twiggy, works from home, as do I. And our three girls – Lil, CC and Hutz have us cornered. I am over it. I need some SPACE. Anyway, the purpose of...
Being a mother is not a job

Being a mother is not a job

I don’t know Catherine Deveny personally and this post is in no way an attack on her, in fact I actually agree with many of the points she raised in her recent post for The Guardian titled Sorry, but being a mother is not the most important job in the world....
Downtown

Downtown

There was something about the smell of the roller skating rink I loved – sweat, hot chips, rubber and sweet smelling teen deodorant all rolled into one. It was always darker than the outside world; floor and ceiling fluoro lights would ensure the rink had a dull glow about it,...
Time Goes By

Time Goes By

There’s a house I used to live in when I was a kid. I still drive past it. Mostly it was just Mum and I living there, sometimes it was a revolving share house of friends, family and kids in crises care. You could say my childhood was not your...
The Mirena Disaster

The Mirena Disaster

WARNING: This post contains graphic descriptions about blood loss and may offend some people. Do not read it if you are easily offended. I have chosen to write about my experience because no-one warned me about what might happen and I’ve had many questions about the Mirena and frankly, it’s...
The Baby Belly

The Baby Belly

This post is hard for me to write because I spend so much time trying to hide what I am about to show you. I’m going to do this because I am so angry. I am so angry at the extraordinary amount of pressure on women to lose their “baby...
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Wobbly Week 31 - Like a goldfish

Wobbly Week 31 – Like a goldfish

I started this Wobbly journey with small changes, some of them I still do. I no longer put sugar in my coffee or tea. I no longer have a glass of wine most nights. I’m trying to cut that back even more still, but I’m a work in progress. I do at least one exercise...
Wobbly Week 30 - Problogger. More like Problobber.

Wobbly Week 30 – Problogger. More like Problobber.

I’m off to the big blogging conference Problogger in a couple of weeks in Queensland. It’s the first time I’ve been and I’ve had it marked in the diary for months. Alongside the date I had also typed in a weight goal. It was an integral part of my Wobbly journey. I had looked at the...
Wobbly Week 29 - The Photo

Wobbly Week 29 – The Photo

As I was putting on my shoes yesterday I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Far out, I’m back where I started. I don’t want to be back here again. My tummy has multiple rolls, my chins multiple and my arse is huge. I feel sluggish again. I ache when I get out of...
Memory: The land

Memory: The land

I will never forget driving down the driveway for the first time. It was lush and green and I could hear the kookaburras laughing in the gums. Twiggy and I had just got married and had decided to move back to Adelaide and start our new life together. We wanted an oasis in the hills,...
Wobbly Week 28 - Things I've Done

Wobbly Week 28 – Things I’ve Done

Rather than go on and on about the fact I have not lost any weight for an eternity and am still struggling to get back into it with dedication and longevity I am going to reflect on the things I’ve done since starting this Wobbly journey. So here it goes. Things I’ve done: 1 –...
Stop Judging Me

Stop Judging Me

It takes me about one minute to take a photo, slap on a filter, add a caption and chose which social media channel to share it on. The same to write a Tweet  or update my Facebook status. It takes someone double that to have a go at me for using my phone. Stop it....
Wobbly Week 27 - Reflection

Wobbly Week 27 – Reflection

It’s been a week of reflection and self preservation. A time of great sadness. Insurmountable grief beamed into our lounge rooms, filling the airwaves and flashing up on screens. Newspapers splashed with tears. Families torn apart. Weeks like these require pulling those you love tight. It demands of you an acute sense of life. Gratefulness....
Grateful For Days Like These

Grateful For Days Like These

Winter sun streaming through the window. The heater’s on. All the girls are on school holidays and today has been declared Stay At Home Make Biscuits, Do Craft and Laze Around Day. I’m acutely aware of how lucky we are. We have a house to build our memories, peaceful streets, food to eat, time on...
Wobbly Week 26 - 5 Ways To Get Back On Track

Wobbly Week 26 – 5 Ways To Get Back On Track

As you’re all aware – I am on struggle street. Every week I write about how I’ve lost my way and how next week I’ll be back on track again. Then a week goes by and I find myself writing the same post over and over and over. I got on the scales this week...
My Family Lens - Celebrate

My Family Lens – Celebrate

There was a point when Twiggy and I weren’t sure how we were going to survive daily life. We were broken. We’d just had our third child and found ourselves with three kids under the age of 4yo. Our days were spent changing nappies, chasing kids, tantrums, broken sleep, vomit, cutting food into tiny pieces, wiping...
Wobbly Week 25 - I forgive

Wobbly Week 25 – I forgive

It took me about one minute to talk myself into breaking my own Dry July commitment. One minute. It was discussed that if I was not letting anyone else down, just myself, then that would be OK. So I did, I let myself down. I had a fab night with friends and family I adore....
Why Did No-one Tell Me?

Why Did No-one Tell Me?

Kids huh? They’re pretty awesome. You feed them, teach them, guide them and love them. If you have concerns you look online, read a book and ask people for guidance. You don’t know what you’re doing most of the time, but you do your best to find out what you can. But why did no-one tell...