My children are lucky to be growing up in this generation. Not only do they have endless amounts of opportunities and technological advances at their fingertips, they have been witness to a major shift in the mindsets of many, many people all over the world.

I’ve never questioned why some men love men, and some women love women. I guess I was lucky to have been raised by very open-minded parents. However, I still grew up in a society where it was not okay to be openly gay. I have thoroughly enjoyed watching the shift in people, watching the acceptance of all people LGBT grow.

My “other” job is a Wedding Celebrant. I show my kids photos from all of the weddings I conduct, and they love looking at the different outfits, the different flower arrangements, the varying locations and venues. Every wedding is beautiful, unique and special. Not once have the kids questioned or mentioned the gender of the couples I am marrying, except one lesbian wedding, where Princess exclaimed how amazing it was that they both wore beautiful dresses.

Recently Princess had a friend over, and I overheard a conversation between them. I shamelessly eavesdropped while Princess explained to her friend, that “sometimes men marry men, and sometimes men marry ladies, and sometimes ladies marry ladies, and sometimes ladies marry men .. and sometimes ladies and men don’t get married at all”.

I blushed with pride.

Proud that my three kids are being raised in a society where having a man marry another man, is as normal, as a man marrying a woman, and so forth.

Proud that my three kids have had, in their lifetime, such a massive change in laws the world over, that recognises and acknowledges that a marriage is between two people who love each other, regardless of gender.

Today the US Supreme Court ruled in favour of Marriage Equality in all 50 States in America. This is exciting and groundbreaking, despite New Zealand having legalised same sex marriage two years ago. Because it’s another country. Another load of people who can marry because of love.

Australia, I hope you are watching closely!

Because, with changes like these, we are teaching our children more about equality, more about acceptance, and more about people.

At the end of the day, #lovewins



When There Is Not Enough Mum To Go Around

My kids are sick. All three of them, with varying levels of cough/cold/runny nose/fever/general grouchiness.

I would love to sit here and say that I am the kind of mum who nurtures her kids when they are sick, drops everything to bow to their every whim. I mean, don’t get me wrong – I care about my kids. I feel sad when they are sick. There is nothing worse than the vulnerability that comes when kids are unwell. They just seem so small when they aren’t feeling well. My heart breaks for them, and I do everything I can to make them feel better.


But then the next phase kicks in. The second, third day of a cold. When they are grouchy for lack of sleep, still feeling generally yukky, and just plain miserable. This phase, I do not like. This phase, I am not a very good mother at.

Today was a perfect example of this. Princess has had a cough for the past week. It’s generally ok, except it keeps her up at night. BoyChild is the worst hit by this nasty cold – fever, and no voice. I won’t lie, I giggled a little when he was talking to me this morning. So squeaky! And BabyGirl is coughing and her nose is runny like a tap. When she sneezes, take cover.

I also don’t feel 100%, my voice sounds like a boy going through puberty, and Mr T has ManFlu to boot. Awesome day in the T household.

One sick kid is oversensitive and grumpy. Three sick kids are oversensitive, grumpy and, well, just plain mean to each other. There was so much fighting and crying and bickering today, I hid from my kids. Literally. I lay on the floor on the other side of my bed and waited until they left the room before climbing back into the bed. I just … I didn’t feel like parenting at the exact moment. Don’t worry – Mr T was home, so they weren’t entirely unsupervised. Because I wouldn’t do that. No, siree, bob. I’m lying, btw.

The biggest issue today was the Mummy Hugs (or, Mummy Duddles, as BabyGirl calls them). Princess was a bit sensitive and wanted a cuddle. BoyChild was sad because something happened (not entirely sure what) and wanted a cuddle. BabyGirl saw the others wanting cuddles, and wanted a Duddle.


I have two arms, two legs. One torso. I can’t physically cuddle three kids. Especially not without them touching each other. And so begins the squabbles. The scratching, the crying, the screaming. And I end up in the crossfire. There IS NOT ENOUGH MUMMY TO GO AROUND. They didn’t want Daddy, they didn’t want the iPad, the computer, the TV. They wanted MUMMY.

And so I did what any reasonable mother would do in this situation. I peeled them off me like a wetsuit, placed them delicately on the floor, ignored their howls of protest, and hid once more. They found me, of course. They always do. Sigh. I need a bigger house. And more limbs.

Thankfully tomorrow is Monday. Normal people dread Mondays. I look forward to them, because Mondays mean school. Preschool. Freedom.

I love my kids, I really do. But some days, even this mum has to hide occasionally. My only regret was not having chocolate stored down the side of the bed. Must work on that.



12 Questions About Life – Princess, Take Five! BoyChild, Take Two

We last did this back in January, so I thought it might be fun to do it again.

Princess doesn’t find it as much “fun” as she used to, it was almost as though the weight of the questions overwhelms her. Poor kid. And BoyChild absolutely loved it – initially I thought he was just spouting random words and sentences but upon reading over it again, I realise he was answering the questions pretty well! Despite the fact he was also playing with Lego at the time and battling his dear little sister who was determined to steal it from him.

An so, here it is (once again, previous answers in brackets)

12 Questions About Life – by Princess, 5 years, 10 months

1. What is the meaning of life? That’s too hard


2. What do you want to be when you grow up? A teacher

(Doctor or Teacher)

3. What makes you most happy? When I laugh


4. When do you feel most loved? When Mummy cuddles me

(With Daddy)

5. What are you afraid of? When my teacher dressed up like a ghost at Halloween and scared me. I screamed.

(The dark)

6. If you had one wish, what would you wish for? Another American Girl Doll.

(Another American Girl Doll. If you wish on a star it really does come true)

7. What is the funniest word? Tickle bum. No – shake your booooooteeeeee.


8. What is the easiest thing to do? Make loom band bracelets

(Put the DVD into the DVD player)

9. What is the hardest thing to do? Clip the ‘S’ clip onto the loom band bracelet at the end

(Paint my nails)

10. What makes you mad? BabyGirl hitting me


11. What is the meaning of love? Going to school. Because I love my teacher.

(Stars. It truly is)

12. If you had all the money in the world, what would you do with it? Buy a Lego Friends Shopping Mall

(Buy an Elsa doll).

12 Questions About Life – BoyChild, 4 years, 4 months

1. What is the meaning of life? What’s that mean?


2. What do you want to be when you grow up? A cat

(Cool kid)

3. What makes you most happy? Counting


4. When do you feel most loved? With Dad. No, Mum.


5. What are you afraid of? Shaun the Sheep Movie


6. If you had one wish, what would you wish for? Fish

(No thanks)

7. What is the funniest word? BING!


8. What is the easiest thing to do? Lego

(Open doors)

9. What is the hardest thing to do? Play Bingo

(Going backwards)

10. What makes you mad? Squares. BABYGIRL TOOK MY LEGO ARGH!

(Doing poos)

11. What is the meaning of love? SHE TOOK MY LEGO!


12. If you had all the money in the world, what would you do with it? Get a Paw Patrol Garage

(Buy lemonade)