Do You Exist?


I've got papers, therefore I must exist. I walked into the Post Office. Documents firmly in my hand.  Ready for my passport interview. The middle-aged lady behind the counter glanced at me from the lofty heights above her bifocals. Stamping her position of authority before the painstaking examination of papers would begin. The child in my Continue Reading

Tutu Days


The tutu days have begun. Who cares if I'm not a girl... Free your mind. Free your heart. Free your spirit. Be wild with me. Everything I see is beautiful. Let me shine. Like a meteor. I'm a strong man. A curious man. I want to reach to the sky. I want to climb mountains. I want to run with the bulls. But most of all, I want to soak Continue Reading

Before and After


That day. That day our world changed. I wish we could have chosen a different adventure. A different ending. But it wasn’t that kind of story. We rushed home from the doctor. Packed my bags for the strangest journey ahead. What do you pack when you don’t know where you’re going? How long? What was this for again? Somewhere down the road a Continue Reading

Cars, Hotels and Rock n’ Roll

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I won a competition thanks to Easy Peasy Kids. The prize was given by Toyota Australia who treated us to a weekend at the Peppers Resort in Daylesford and gave us a new Toyota Camry Atara to test drive. In return I agreed to write about the experience. I received no monetary compensation. The opinions and words in this post are completely my Continue Reading

What’s your price?

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What's your price? How about $10K for your soul? Higher? Lower? Does that soul come with batteries? Extra warranty? Truth is, your soul isn't as valuable to me as it is to you. Are you sure you want to part with it? Writing a blog isn't like selling your soul. Or is it? Sometimes it feels that way. Sometimes us bloggers take it way too Continue Reading

That Moment


That moment. That second I gave birth. It was power and truth fused into one almighty bolt. Her little body on my chest. Her face as clear as daylight. Her lips quivering. Her mop of black hair all matted and wet. As she squawked, I cooed like a mama-bird. "My gorgeous girl, I’m your mummy. You’re okay now". And all the while tears rolled down Continue Reading

The Mother Load


So there I was on the eve of Mother’s Day, on my hands and knees on the bathroom floor, cleaning up a cubic tonne of  diarrhoea, with my head jam-packed with snot, and one ear throbbing with partial deafness. It was at this point that I took a moment to say to myself: THIS. This is what being a mother is all about. No glamour. No Continue Reading

Be Alive


Be brave. Roar into the wind. Do that thing you've always wanted to do. On your deathbed you won’t be regretting that the mortgage isn't paid, you’ll be kicking yourself for not taking more chances. Feel the full rush of freefall. Don’t be afraid of the unknown. The unknown could be the sweet taste of accomplishment or the intoxicating warmth of a Continue Reading