A nice day for a white wedding.

My name is Anna and I want to get married.
There, I said it.

I really, REALLY want to get married. I don’t know why. Continue reading “A nice day for a white wedding.”

I’ll be there for you.

This week I saw a lovely little competition running on a Facebook page.
The rule of the competition was to tag the mums who
“no matter what are ALWAYS there for you, through thick and thin, sleep deprivation, toddler meltdowns and everything in between….this is about the mum friends who would STILL give you that hug even when you’re covered in baby sick!”

Continue reading “I’ll be there for you.”

Could you change a life?

And now for something a little different….

 

Yesterday my friend called, would I be willing to use my blog to highlight a cause and put out an appeal?
“Why of course” I said.
So I introduce you to Karli who will take over for now….

 

Have you ever met somebody who has changed your life?
What if you could change someone’s life without even meeting them? Continue reading “Could you change a life?”

We are family.

My favourite part of being our family of four is that we’re a unit.
We stick together.
We’re an invincible team.
I love it! (My current least favourite thing is Seth keep hiding under his bed, shouting he’s stuck and refusing to come out but that’s a different story)
However, I have been wondering recently if I am taking this togetherness, this camaraderie, too far.

Let’s not stick things to my face. Continue reading “We are family.”

Children-The Strongest blizzards start with a single snowflake.

More and more recently I’ve noticed the term ‘snowflake’ being bandied around in a derogatory manner, generally by puffy chested, brash, middle class, middle aged alpha male types with an over inflated sense of ‘self’.
Maybe I’ve been living with my head in the sand but I had to Google the term to see what it meant. The internet ‘reliably’ informs me that snowflakes (or one from the snowflake generation) are young generations who are more likely to take offence and less hardy than those from generations before. They are emotionally vulnerable as a result of parenting that has given them an inflated sense of their own uniqueness. Continue reading “Children-The Strongest blizzards start with a single snowflake.”