Saying No to Micro-Managing: What it Looks Like (for me)

February 27, 2012

In these posts — The Epic Job of Organising My Family & Organising Kids for School — I talked about saying no to micro-managing.  The fact is, I like micro-managing.  It means I know where everything is, where everyone is at and I RULE MY WORLD AND EVERYONE ANSWERS TO ME! No, I’m not a [...]

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The Small Blessings That Speak Truth

December 11, 2011

I wish I thought to take a picture of all the rubbish that came home in my children’s bags on the last day of school. It was epic!  Think this picture below times at least 100.  This is just the remnants; the stuff that was salvageable. School is finished and I managed to get through [...]

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I Didn’t Expect My Kids to Be My Heroes

November 15, 2011

There’s a narrow window of time when I am the hero to my children. I’m the one they look up to and the one they adore. This window of time: it’s the trust in my new baby’s eyes; it’s in the very first smile; it’s in the moment I discovered little feet in my high [...]

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Be Anchored by the Big Picture; Live in the Moment

November 9, 2011

I don’t want moments  to fly by with without me noticing them. That’s what the Love the Moment Challenges are all about.  I’ve seen life change very quickly, and so moments are all we all have really.  I would love our family to be free to embrace moments but are neither controlled by them or [...]

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A Special Mother-Moment

November 1, 2011

After a hard week, it takes just one special moment to reinforce what a privilege it is to be a mother. You know those moment that take your breath away? Let me back track a little. My two older girls started training in Rhee Tae Kwon Do before I did. After watching for a few [...]

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A Squeaky Wheel

October 16, 2011
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REEEK, REEEK, REEEK, REEEK. Jolly pram. REEEK, REEEK, REEEK, REEEK. My feet hit the ground, falling in rhythm with the repetive screech of the pram wheel as I walked the short path to pick up my school children. I walked fast, as I like to do. Just up ahead, I saw a small grandma with [...]

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