Love and loss

Love and loss

The morning after my first daughter was born, my father came to visit us at the hospital. He brought a stuffed Winnie the Pooh toy for his new granddaughter. I loved that, especially because I remember Dad reading Pooh Bear stories to me when I was little. He did the...
The wise night owl and the easy sleeper

The wise night owl and the easy sleeper

I do wonder who is raising whom, sometimes. My elder child is a night owl (or “night hour”, as she would say). Sleep has never come easily for her; she seems to fight it, and we’ve wrestled through many long evenings with her bouncing out of bed and up the...
Love and loss

Love and loss

In the Dec 11/Jan 12 issue of Melbourne’s Child, I write about what it was like to be struck by grief from two directions just after my first child was born. The morning after my first daughter was born, my father visited us at the hospital. He brought a stuffed...
Smug mum – are you one?

Smug mum – are you one?

Smug, smug, smug – it’s one of those words that the more you say it, the stranger it sounds. What is it about human nature that means we feel better about ourselves when we hear about someone else getting it wrong? It’s why gossip magazines sell in the millions,...
Parenting with Soul nominated for award

Parenting with Soul nominated for award

I feel like a proud parent. Indeed I am one of those all the time these days, but this week I’m particularly chuffed to announce that my book, Parenting with Soul, has been nominated for the Kibble Literary Awards.  The Kibble Awards are for Australian women...