DIY haircut with hair clippers
From the ashes
Everyone has been talking about the Cape Town fires, but I've had little to say...until now.
I thought I was okay until seeing the pictures of the charred, hollowed-out Mostert’s Mill. That's when I felt this emptiness.
Pre-COVID, I attended one of the mill’s open days with my family. I wanted my son to experience the awe I felt when visiting this working piece of history as a child. He loved it. When we talked about the fire, he kept saying that the mill couldn't be completely burnt down. Oh, the heartbreak.
But it is more than the destructive fire that saddens me. I think that, like many Capetonians, I have felt deeply affected since we've already lost so much in this pandemic.
Easter things - 4 Fun Easter activities for preschoolers
Happy Easter. Can you believe that it's our second 'covid' Easter? Last year my Easter efforts felt a bit thrown together, so I want to do a bit more this year.
How do you find me-time as a mother?
Finding me-time as a mother is hard when you have kids at home, a ton of housework and no set lunch break. But, it's not impossible...
I was chatting to a stay-at-home mom friend the other day and she was saying how relentless her days were and how sometimes it felt a bit meaningless.
Did I gasp and instantly gab on about how meaningful I find motherhood?
Heck no, I just nodded because I get it.
Yes, motherhood is beautiful and it’s such important work, but it’s also hard, exhausting and frustrating. When you have little kids, there are days when you feel like an overlooked personal servant. The only way I can think to counter that is to carve out time for yourself and do something that feels meaningful to you.
So we started talking about how we find “me-time” as stay-at-home moms and what that even looks like, especially during a pandemic.
Backseat bird watching
We were driving in the car one weekend last year when my then almost-four-year-old was unusually quiet. He was deep in thought about something, staring out the car window.
“The birds don’t have to wear masks?” my son suddenly asked. He’d been watching the birds flying above, landing on walls and street lights as masked people walked by along the pavements.
“No, they don’t,” I said.
“They’re lucky,” he said.
Shoo, this pandemic has flipped our world upside down. I typed this out months ago and saved it so that I wouldn't forget how a virus could make us question everything.
Photo by Viktor Keri on Unsplash
P.S. You might enjoy reading The small things are the big things.




