Today I Took My Daughter On A Cinderella Date… And We Learned Some Valuable Lessons!

Life is finally starting to get back to normal… I have started working again, got my confidence back and the kids are settling in nicely. Having a baby changes everything – wether it is your first or second… it does not matter – it…changes…everything (mostly for the good).

Before Knox was born, I used to take Mikayla on regular ‘dates’, this was our time – just us girls. During this time I would not pick up my phone unless it was to capture that perfect Instagram moment, because let’s face it – my child is freakin’ gorgeous. Anyway, even though I have made a point in including Mikayla when we do things with Knox and trying my best to give her equal amounts of attention we have not been able to go on one of our little dates since Knox’s birth almost 5 months ago – and that’s okay. There is so much adjusting, healing and changing happening and I knew it would be unfair to put too much pressure on myself to keep things the same.

We finally had a chance to start dating again today, we had such a blast! One day when Knox is old enough we will have our own dates too – I really think it is so important. We went to watch Cinderella at Ster Kinekor. I was worried at first as she is still very young and not a fan of ‘real-life’ movies, but it was what she chose to watch. It was a brilliant choice – we both really enjoyed it and it really exceeded my expectations. If you thought the 2015 reboot of Cinderella would be sassy and all-knowing you’d be wrong. And its very traditionalism is its greatest strength. Before you read any further, I will be referencing quotes from the movie – so if you consider that a spoiler – spoiler alert!

Today I Took My Daughter On A Cinderella Date... And We Learned Some Valuable Lessons! Ster Kinekor Cinderella 2015 Continue reading

Guest Post: 10 Things I’ve Learned from Parenthood… {by Mother In The Making Naturally}

I absolutely love this article from Elsabe who blogs over at Mother In The Making Naturally… It is like she read my mind. We seem to have a lot in common! Except she is way more hardcore – she is raising adorable twin boys, Pieter and Hanlé (I take my hat off to all moms of multiples), and she is living my dream – living in an Equestrian Estate with lots of horses, bunnies, geese, squirrels, guinea fowl, owls, two jackal buzzards and a porcupine! (Can I come visit and never leave?)

“I am bit of a strange one as I don’t see myself in one particular movement of Parenting. I seem to take what I think best from parenting styles (and life in general) and make it my own.”


You can read more about Elsabe here, make sure to follow her blog – she has such a wonderful outlook on life.


10 Things I’ve Learned from Parenthood…

Never in my life have I learned so much as now… Since I became a parent, my world has been shaken, rocked and stirred… sometimes all at once, so instead of crying like the baby I sometimes can be, I choose to learn from my experiences and share what I learned, so here goes. Continue reading

130 Things I Want To Teach My Children Before They Are Grown-up / Incase I Die Young

I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, I’ve always had this nagging fear of dying young (a bit morbid I know…sorry). Cole and I have lost a lot of friends to accidents and illnesses over the past few years, it made me realize how many things I need to teach my kids while I still have the chance – just in case.
Since they are not old enough to understand a lot of these things, I decided I’d write out a list that I can give to them at a more appropriate time… and since I have a habit of over-sharing on my blog, I decided I would give you a copy as well. Maybe some of these lessons will be important to you too? I know I will probably be adding a lot more points to the list in the coming years as I get older and wiser.

Mikayla and Knox, I love you two with all my heart… Here are the things I want to teach you before you are all grown up… Please take them to heart and cherish them, all I want is to raise you right.

1. Always say please and thank you – good manners are important.
2. Chew like you have a secret… You know how it drives me crazy when people chew with their mouths open.
3. Always stay classy.
4. Money cannot buy style.
5. Mikayla, always match your shoes and handbag – please babe
6. Leggings are not pants!!! If you wear leggings, please wear a top that covers your bum.

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Being A Mom With Tattoos – It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent

Tattooing has been around for thousands of years. It is one of the oldest forms of art, laden with as many different meanings as there are global cultures.

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent

My husband and I are both tattooed, we both have careers, we live in the suburbs, we live in a house, we each have a car, neither of us has ever been to prison, we are not substance abusers, we support charities, we love animals and we do not beat or abduct little children.

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent - Our Family

It’s all fun and games when you are young and carefree – society is more likely to accept your tattoos and move on with their lives, but I have found that the rules change a little when you become parents.

I grew up in a very small town called Upington, situated in the Northern Cape between nothing and nowhere. My family is open-minded yet somewhat conservative and I knew hardly anyone with a tattoo. I was always different, I liked bright coloured hair, I listened to all genres of music you can think of, I loved rock n roll, I was fascinated by the extreme sports culture, I was intrigued by Goths, I wanted to marry a surfer and I couldn’t wait to move to the big city. When I was 17 we had the annual Upington Expo, I had just broken up with the biggest loser of a boyfriend and lost a lot of weight – I was so proud of myself! Walking through the stalls I came across this tattoo artist from Cape Town. I got my 21-year old friend to pretend she was my mom and sign a permission slip, and I got my first tattoo in a truck container…and it looks like shit, but I love it. I was hooked.

I collected a number of tattoos over the years, and I love every single one of them. I will probably carry on getting them until I run out of space.

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent Cat Tattoo Shaun Dean Cape Town

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent Hand Tattoo Finger Tattoos Shaun Dean Cape Town

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent Shaun Dean Cape Town Hand Tattoo Finger Tattoos

Being A Mom With Tattoos - It Does Not Make Me A Bad Parent Finger Tattoos Rose Hand Tattoo Shaun Dean Cape Town
(Kitty Cat, Hand and Finger Tattoos done by Shaun Dean from Emerald Fox Tattoo Studio)

My career never suffered because of my tattoos, people stared, asked questions, but no-one was ever rude. I will never forget the first day that my appearance attracted a negative comment- accompanied by a snarl and a look of utter disgust. Continue reading

Mikayla Rose and Her “Furry Legs”… 3 Going On 13

How do we teach our little girls to love their bodies?

Good question, I have no idea.

For those of you who do not know, I am a very proud mommy of 3 (and a half) year old Mikayla Rose. She is funny, smart, witty and very confident… so I was completely taken aback by what happened the other day.

I often look at Mikayla while she is sleeping or watching a TV program, I’ll look at her pink cheeks and her little nose, her pouty lips and long legs, her small little fingers, her long eyelashes and think – I made those with my body. Every piece of her; I’m like a sorceress or some sort of magical fairy goddess. I remember thinking that I would be crushed if she ever hated one bit of herself.


One of the hardest parts of being a working mom is having to leave in the morning before Mikayla wakes up to get ready for school. To make things a little bit easier for my husband, I would lay out her outfit for the day the night before… It’s safer for all of us that way. When I got home, however, Mikayla was not wearing the outfit I picked for her.. Let’s just say it was very clear that Daddy dressed her.

When I asked Cole about it , I was told that Mikayla refused to wear the adorable Next denim shorts I got her, because she did not want the kids at school to see her “furry legs”. Wait…what??? Continue reading