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Quit your day job: become an Uber driver.

Sometimes I fantasise about having a career change. Sure, I love teaching and mothering, but occasionally I dream of becoming....... an Uber driver.Why on EARTH?!?!Well, I've been reading a lot about side-hustles lately. I feel my current skill set is perfectly aligned with the job. After all, I practically drive an underage Uber now, only I… Continue reading Quit your day job: become an Uber driver.

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The fine line I’m sad I’ve crossed.

I've often pondered this: When, exactly, does normal shopping turn into Insane Angry Every Woman for Herself Christmas Shopping? Well it would seem that this weekend, the world has crossed that threshold. Yesterday Rosie and I took to the shops on a rare big-boys-at-daycare-no-work-for-mummy day. We breezed in and nabbed a parking spot in a… Continue reading The fine line I’m sad I’ve crossed.

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When ignorance becomes dangerous: A mum’s open letter to a selfish young driver.

Dear late-model European-SUV driving P-plater. You don't know me. You're possibly studying, or shopping on ASOS, or browsing your matches on Tinder right now, or doing whatever else 19-year-old girls do. You're probably blissfully unaware (read: ignorant) of how your selfish actions could affect someone else, or worse, their child. Let me re-cap for you. I drove into the local… Continue reading When ignorance becomes dangerous: A mum’s open letter to a selfish young driver.

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Baby Gifts: a Preschool Mummy’s guide

I was on the youngish side when I became a mum for the first time, so not many of my friends had kids yet. But reflecting back on 24-year-old-me, I realise I still had adequate time to commit horrendous offences of the crap gift-giving kind. So, I've decided to write this post as my penance as I beg those friends who… Continue reading Baby Gifts: a Preschool Mummy’s guide