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Tag Archives: how to make a smart girl feel dumb
On Adulting With ADD
I wrote a while back, about our firstborn’s ADD and the decision to medicate. In this article, I made reference to the fact that I’d been diagnosed with ADD myself, but didn’t venture into what this meant for me. So … Continue reading
On Lessons I’ve Learned Since The Big Three Oh
I didn’t pay much attention to the fact that I turned 30 last December. I was too busy chasing deadlines and trying not to be a shitty mom to notice that I was no longer in my 20s. Since life … Continue reading
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Tagged growing up is hard to do, heart things, how to make a smart girl feel dumb, life things, love things, mom things, realisations, The Husband, The Kid, The Toffee, working-mom things
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We Went To Gold Reef City Today
And this picture pretty much sums up my entire experience. It also re-affirmed for me that I am, by no stretch of the imagination, a thrill-seeker. My Kid and husband are, however. I had a bit of a sob once … Continue reading
Inventiveness. My Kid Gets Ten Points For It.
We’re all familiar with the concept of Show and Tell, right? Of course we are. It’s simple. It happens at school, and there’s a theme and the kids have to talk about the theme and show something related to the … Continue reading
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Tagged bad mommy, growing up, growing up is hard to do, heart, heart things, how to make a smart girl feel dumb, inspiration, life in south africa, life things, love things, parenting, photos, realisations, school, The Kid, working
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On How It Was Supposed To Be Easier Than This
Nothing can ever be easy. Nothing can ever just work the way it’s supposed to. You know – meet guy, fall in love, get married, buy a house and then have babies together. No. I met the guy, fell in … Continue reading
On Five Months Of Non-Smoking
It’s been 5 months and 1 day since I threw away a half-full box of cigarettes and made the decision to quit. It wasn’t “at the end of this box” or on a certain date or point in the lunar … Continue reading
It Wasn’t Really Real Before
We still haven’t bought anything baby-related. I think this was because we were both secretly hoping that the gynae was wrong at our last appointment, and that suddenly, the boy-bits would turn into girl-bits. Unfortunately that didn’t happen. It was … Continue reading
On Feet. Feet And Pregnancy
Feet. I’d never given them much thought. Tortured them with too-high stilettos (shoes that i could only balance in when drunk – go figure) or walked around barefoot too much. I was pleased to be a size 5. Not too … Continue reading
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Tagged how to make a smart girl feel dumb, issues, pregnancy
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I’m Looking Forward To The Best Ultimate Spider-Monkey/Noah’s Ark Mash-Up, Ever
Every year The Kid’s school puts on a performance. Last year it was Christmas-themed and it was the story of Baby Cheeses. My Kid was a sheep. And the cutest, most adorable sheep EVER, I might add. The Kid goes … Continue reading
All I Need Is A Bullhorn, A Tazer & A Flame-Thrower
Generally, I’m quite a laid-back person. Despite my parents nick-naming me “Tantrum” as a child, it takes a lot to make me cross. Not lately, however. Despite the baby currently being no bigger than a lentil (or something) it has … Continue reading






