The ugly side of moving

Nope, it’s not the admin, although there is a list of things to do a mile long. It’s not even the packing. It’s the FOMO. Actually, let’s not call it FOMO. It’s not fear of missing out, it’s 100% certainty that I’ll be missing out. I can get past the casual gatherings but the big…

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On hungry baby boys

Despite my belief that fed is best, and it doesn’t matter how the food is delivered, this week is all about breastfeeding, so I thought I’d share our tale. I say our, because I was in no way in it alone, and there was a certain hungry baby boy involved. It started out well –…

Howzit, Australia.

First things first – this has been a long time coming. Since we lived in Germany we’ve longed for more adventure. More change. More experiences. Some international work experience. We love SA, but we want to see the world. So, we’ve been investigating options and figuring out ways to make a few marks in our passports. We’ve…

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Climbing the Mom Mountain

We jokingly let our Small Fry climb up the Mom or Dad mountain when he wants to stand or crawl, vertically. Off he sets, feverishly trying to dislodge our noses, grab a hold of our teeth or use my hair as a harness to propel himself upwards. Fearless, determined, eager and happy as hell. That’s him…

How to Win(e)

It’s no secret that I love wine. None at all. I am, however, a complete noob when it comes to choosing it. On one of our very first dates, in Cape Town, nogal, Frank took me to an amazing wine farm to do a little tasting. Completely blown away by his knowledge of squished grapes,…

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#MomGuilt

I certainly wasn’t the only pregnant woman to ever wonder if she was doing everything in her power to create a healthy growing environment for their small-fry. Was I stressing too much about seemingly insignificant in-the-grander-scheme-of-things stuff? Was I getting enough fresh air? Sleeping enough? Eating healthily? Was the little life in my belly getting…

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Nanny Etiquette

With the impending Back To Work Day inching closer and closer, we had no choice by to find a nanny for our little man. Guys, let me just put it as simply as possible. It. Was. HARD. How the heck are you meant to know who is right? How to you entrust your child to someone…

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Milk stains

Since every one seems to be so different, I thought I’d share my breastfeeding journey. I wasn’t too stuck on breastfeeding. I had this grand plan to just see what happened and if he liked my milk before I would buy bottles, more than the few breast pads I had and a pump, if not I…

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What do you DO all day?

Yesterday, while my little man was dozing peacefully (hooray) on my bed, someone innocently asked me what I DO all day. Now, I must admit that there are days when I tuck the little guy in and wonder that same thing – where did the day go? What did I actually do / accomplish? Then…