A tragic reminder…

A tragic reminder - Ever-changing Life of a Mum

The past few weeks have been tough for me, family and friends as we were reminded of just how precious life is and the importance of treasuring each and every moment with the ones we love the most.

Originally, I had planned to take a short media hiatus over the last school holidays to enjoy some time with my children. But the importance of spending time with the ones I love the most was highlighted in the most awful of circumstances when I received the news that a dear friend had passed away.

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Bringing some comfort to my grief

Bringing some comfort to my grief - Ever-changing Life of a MumThe other week my mum gave me one of the most precious gifts she could have ever given to me.

As I opened the small box I saw a lovely heart shaped gold locket with butterflies etched on the front. Now while the locket is beautiful, it wasn’t until I opened the locket itself that I discovered the enormity of what I had been given.

Placed inside was a piece of my dad’s wedding ring.

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A lesson in acceptance

A lesson in acceptance - Ever-changing Life of a MumSo for the past few days I feel as though my head has been spinning.

There has been so much going on. I really dislike using the word ‘busy’ as I feel it is thrown around far too easily in conversation these days, so instead I’ll describe life as ‘chaotic’, what with getting the girls back to school and settling into new timetables for after school activities.

Plus, I’m making sure I’m there for my mum and helping her sort through the paper trail following the passing of my father a few weeks ago.

Add in the discovery that Miss 10 needs to begin her orthodontic treatment earlier than I expected – starting with the extraction one of her baby tooth next week (!!) – on top of our usual specialist appointments, and my calendar is starting to seriously overflow.

Initially, it came as a relief to be so ‘busy’ (ok, ok I had to use it this time). Having three kids and family life was a welcome distraction. It sent me into autopilot mode and allowed me to avoid some deeper, more upsetting feelings about my father’s death. But right now I just feel like throwing my hands up and saying enough is enough. I need some time to process.

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