How time flies: Ten things I have learned since becoming a mother two years ago

And just like that she's two. Over the weekend we celebrated my daughter's second birthday. It was an event filled with a myriad of emotions. Elation, joy, relief, excitement and stress. She was two. TWO! We had made it, well... kind of. For the past two years my husband and I have managed to nurture…

I hope my daughter always loves herself as much as she does right now

I know I'm not alone when I confess that I struggle with self love. It doesn't matter how many #positive Instagram images I come across, or how many self improvement books I read or how many inspirational speakers I watch - when I'm left alone with my thoughts I bring the hammer down on myself.…

Why the best memories of motherhood are the ones you can never plan

The other night I was lying in bed with my daughter and husband. Yes, we bed share and it works for us. No, thank you, I'm not interested in why this might be the wrong decision. By force of habit I like to rest my hand on her back (she's a tummy sleeper). Slowly, slowly…

The day Georgia met Paddington Bear

Due to my job I'm lucky to be invited to some extraordinary events. Case in point:  The Paddington Bear 2 DVD release in Australia. The event was held at VIVE Cooking School in Rosebery, which, by the way, is becoming something of a hub for foodies thanks to places like The Grounds and Messina setting…

Guess what? I’m a neurotic mum and I’m completely fine with that

I am not a cool mum by any means. I'm a neurotic mum, a worried mum, a paranoid mum, a 'worst-case-scenario'mum and hey, I'm OK with that. This is my first baby and, like riding a bike, I'm nervous and trying to figure it out as I go along. It's a balancing act.   As…

I will never get over the fact that my grandmother died before meeting my child

I didn’t want to write about this for a long while because I simply wasn’t ready to. I still don’t think I’m ready to write about it. I still think I am struggling to process a lot of grief and anger. But I think there’s an element about my grandmother’s passing that I’m ready to…

Why mothers need to stop apologising for needing some ‘me time’

It's one of the most-oft recited lines in every new mother's repertoire: I never get anymore me time.  Heck, I know if I don't expressly say it I'm at least thinking it around 5000,0000 times a day. When mums talk me time they're not talking about anything spectacular (although an all-expenses paid trip to Paris would be…