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Parent guilt

Yesterday morning was one of those crazy moments in parenting. I had two netball games to coach, at the same venue, one time-slot in the fixture apart (equivalent to about thirty-five minutes). T1's soccer game was earlier but in a suburb twenty minutes away, and T2 had his regular tutoring appointment at our local library,… Continue reading Parent guilt

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On my own

I am an extrovert. I love to be around people. This means I feel lonely in solitude, not alive. Don't misunderstand though, I love the peace and quiet that comes from a moment on my own. A day in my home without my cherubs. And on that note: school's back next week. Yippee kai yay… Continue reading On my own

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Peggy’s ring

'Is this a hustle?' I ask, wary. Not so long ago, I'd been the victim of a scheme. I'd foolishly fallen for a Nigerian prince. I know, you're rolling your eyes, stifling a guffaw, aren't you? I was like you once, the kind of person that mutters, How could she be so stupid? Until it… Continue reading Peggy’s ring

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Header!

Today's memory-making moment: T1 scores header goal in soccer, from outside the box. His team loses, but he is named Man of the Match. Who's a proud mumma?     Image sourced: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-2285412/Heading-football-cause-brain-damage.html  

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Scoring at soccer

Saturday here. Just ticked over to the afternoon; the morning spent with the children's sport shuffle. I left home with Our Girl before 8AM to get the two netball matches, this week in back-to-back time slots. Hubster left home about an hour later, and took both boys to T1's soccer match. After netball, Our Girl… Continue reading Scoring at soccer