Little white lies

Me to Curly-locks: ‘Do you want salmon for dinner tonight, darling?’ Curly-locks whining: ‘I don’t like sal-monnnnnnnnnnn’. Me: ‘Oh gosh, sorry, silly mummy, sheesh, it’s not salmon. It’s pink fish. Pink fish is what this is. Daddy ate all of that naughty salmon. Here, have some pink fish’. Liar, liar pants on fire. Yep, that’s […] Read more…

When I grow up

When I was six years old, my parents took me to Dreamworld. I remember it as if it was yesterday. I met Kenny Koala and his girlfriend Belinda and I got soaked on the log ride. I also remember a cartoonist there did a caricature of me. ‘What do you want to be when you […] Read more…

I quit sugar – Week one

Twenty-five plus teaspoons of sugar. This is what Sarah Wilson in her I Quit Sugar book said she was consuming on a conservative day. This would be in the form of a few pieces of fruit, a handful of dried fruit, a couple of teaspoons of honey in her tea, two 35 gram bars of […] Read more…

Being true to yourself

‘Be true to myself’. This is one of a handful of mantras I wrote down at the end of 2012 to help guide me through 2013. I have to say, ‘Be true to myself’ has been a surprisingly tricky one for me to follow. I’ve found that it’s one thing to say, ‘Okay Renee, go […] Read more…

Being shy

As we were rushing out the door to go to a party last weekend, Curly-locks suddenly stopped in her tracks and tugged on my arm. With a determined and defiant face, my darling almost-three-year-old declared, ‘I not be shy today mummy!’ I was a little speechless because I didn’t know where this had come from. […] Read more…

Young love

Last night as I laid in bed beside Dave, I told him I felt happy. ‘That’s good kid’, he replied. ‘No really happy’, I murmured contentedly as I rolled over and nestled my head into my pillow. I’m in love, you see. In love with Dave, yes. In love with my children, of course. But […] Read more…

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