Turning two and home learning preparations.

Here we are at the beginning of spring, and while we are in a country in the midst of their school year and poised for springtime frolicking, I cannot, cannot shake the back-to-school feeling. It’s definitely due to many of my much-loved friends from home sharing photos of conkers and their children starting the new (or not-so) adventures of homeschooling and twenty-five years of ingrained September vibes. But I think it’s also due to my end of August baby, who will…

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Your kindness is deserved; fostering a kind community.

I think that we are often sold a trope, a stereotype of what kindness in motherhood should look like. I ask you to imagine it, to close your eyes and think of the words “self-kindness”.

Is it bubble baths and facials, a spa day, shopping without children, getting your haircut, a massage? Or is it something more deeply nourishing than that?…

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Books we love at 2 years old.

I have never appreciated books so much since moving to Australia. No next day, free shipping here. Books are much more expensive, and difficult to come by. And our local library, while good, seems to missing many, many of the books on our seasonal lists. It’s meant that I am currently having to be a lote more intentional with our choices, and I am seriously missing the huge choices that were available to me in the UK.

At age just-turned-two…

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Carving a calmer bedtime.

Every time I speak to parents about sleep, it’s the one thing that repeatedly comes up as having always have knocked them for six when it came to becoming a parent. We are told often as new parents that “just wait, one day you’ll wake up and you’ll have slept the whole night!” and that’s the end, close the book, we’ve ticked the sleep box and off we go into the sunset.

I could shout it from the rooftops; sleep is not linear. It’s not a track clacking…

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Shopping second-hand; pre-loved clothing.

This post is the first of a series on shopping second-hand, beginning with clothing.

I have always been a magpie. It began with stacks of Vogue in my teenage bedroom, weekends spent in city centres and Topshop bags toted like an identifier. Then graduated to much smaller things- like newborn size smaller - of high street baby clothes…

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