(An alternate title for this blogpost would be: "Why You should Never trust Book Deadlines from Authors who have Five Children, especially disorganized, chaotic authors - because their books will ALWAYS be Late. Always.")A Typical MondayI get up at 5.30am, which I absolutely hate doing, especially if I’ve only just gone to bed at 2am.… Continue reading A Day in the Life of a (Slightly Demented) Author/Blogger
Category: motherhood
Who’s Pregnant/Doing Drugs/Getting Wasted Everyday/Running Away?!
A while back, Big Son was in a weird mood. "You know I'm going to be seventeen soon? And then I'm going to finish high school?""Yeah, so?""Well, seventeen is soooo old! What have I really done with my life? What have I achieved? Where am I headed? It all seems so meaningless right now, you… Continue reading Who’s Pregnant/Doing Drugs/Getting Wasted Everyday/Running Away?!
Can I kiss you?
See? this baby looks happy to hug!One of the nicest things about children is that you always have someone to get your daily requirement of physical affection from. Children give the bestest hugs and the nicest kisses. Especially when they're fresh out of a… Continue reading Can I kiss you?
Be Quiet!
The Bella Beast has the loudest voice in our house. The most piercing scream. The strongest protesting wail. And everything must be announced at maximum decibels volume, with double exclamation marks."Jade, I want to play XBox!!"Several minutes later, "Zachie, stand still so I can shoot you!!" then "Mum, he's not letting me kill him. Tell… Continue reading Be Quiet!
Why Writers Hate Christmas.
The White Witch may have been on to something...So Christmas is coming up and that sets my panic button all aflutter. Christmas is very bad for writers. Very bad. Why?1. All your children are home on holiday from school. It's highly doubtful that you… Continue reading Why Writers Hate Christmas.
Screaming Mothers. And Humming Daughters.
Me and my Beautiful Mum.Dear Big Daughter Sade,This morning I was helping your grandmother prepare for a night of literature and dessert at her design store cafe - Plantation House. She had invited forty guests and was getting rather stressed about the upcoming event. She'd asked me to drive her to the grocery store early… Continue reading Screaming Mothers. And Humming Daughters.
A Mother Heart.
I had to speak at church about motherhood and what it means to 'have a mother heart'. Preparing for that got me thinking about this (often crazy) parenting journey that I'm on. I don't often do this on my blog - but today I'd like to share some things that are an essential foundation in… Continue reading A Mother Heart.
"You’re my bestest friend forever."
The family was in the car heading home after church when I told them that I had invited another family over for dinner. The Hot Man explained to the Fab5, "Your mother has made a new friend, isn't that nice?"Right away the older lot started laughing. Jeering. Teasing me. "Awww mum's made a friend. Finally… Continue reading "You’re my bestest friend forever."
The Cleverest Woman in the World.
I am a daughter of the cleverest woman in the world. The most capable, most multi-talented woman in the world. My mother can sew, cook, pickle, bake, preserve, paint, knit, embroider, crochet, write stories worth reading, give speeches that move you, weave, fashion design, sculpt, screenprint, dance ballet and tap, sing, ice skate, re-upholster a… Continue reading The Cleverest Woman in the World.
The Gift of Two Mothers
I was blessed to have two very different mothers when I was growing up. (and no, I don’t mean my mum had a multiple personality disorder. I really don’t mean that at all. Really.) First there was my mum. The Pacific's version of Martha Stewart. And then there was Peka – our babysitter/ Nanny/ housekeeper.… Continue reading The Gift of Two Mothers
Lani Wendt Young 