Occasionally I revisit my old blog posts and cringe. This one however is spot on and provides much material for thought. I do find it challenging to raise not one but two daughters – but soak up each and every lesson and learning with gratitude.

Have a read and let me know how you cope with your daughters princess behaviour? All tips welcome.

Tailored Living Project

It amazes me how many princesses there are  and how many we as a society are actually responsible for…stay tuned for this interesting blog post later!

Hello Awesomers!!!

Well I have wanted to do this post for a while but today something happened that sent this dont-mess-with-my-kid mamma into a blind fury – ok so I contained it but I thought to myself…no way…not another child of mine getting pushed around.  You see today was the first time I witnessed another child BEING MEAN TO MY BABY!!! I know I know I know…this happens to all kids and I really do get it…but since I had not had this issue with Miss Moo 5yo before now I was blindly thinking I had skipped this dreaded bit of being a parent to a girl-child!  After all I had already been through it with my eldest and she had really been through…

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Yesterday I attended the most heart wrenching but heart warming ‘celebration of life’ I have ever seen. Just over a week ago a dearly loved colleague and friend moved through this life very suddenly, without warning. Everyone who knew her … Continue reading


I have had some responses by people I know, expressing that they too are open to some do-overs or rematches with people in their lives. This prompted me to question what a do-over really meant, and a few key themes emerged allowing me to recognise the questions that must be answered in order to understand what the words ‘do-over’ and ‘rematch’ really looked like and felt like in any given situation.

Some of the questions I came up with are:

1. How are you envisioning this to occur?

Are you setting an intentive thought pattern in your mind as to how the do-over is initiated and if so, does it sound more like something out of a Disney or Pixar movie? If it is, then it’s likely that you are not only putting yourself in an unrealistic situation but are also limiting yourself and the situation by putting it into a nice, neat little box complete with curled ribbons and bows. Last I checked, these situations are rarely pretty or perfectly done. You have to remember that you and this other person are coming from a place or significant hurt, pain and many other feelings, and aiming to move through them into a place of forgiveness, acceptance and hope. This entire process requires a great deal of courage and thus a great level of vulnerability.

2. How would this experience of reconnection feel?

We would all love to bask in the thought that reconnections and do-overs give you warm fuzzies that hug you close and sprinkle fairy dust of joy over your head. But we would also all like to believe that having a 12 pound baby with no pain relief is the experience of a lifetime leaving us with fond memories you will jump to repeat. To be serious many of us know that is ridiculously far fetched – I mean how many people have 12 pound babies these days…… No. While we might hope and dream, the reality is that reconnections are often fraught with uncertainty, anxiousness, fear, tentativeness, and relived pain. Will we be stuck in those feelings? No. However feeling them and experiencing them will work well to take the fear factor out of them and make them less intimidating.

3. How would the players interact during the initial stages of reconnection?

This is entirely dependant on those involved. One would hope it would not resemble a road runner style attack on kyote, neither resembling a Ren and Stimpy episode. But I imagine there would be a great deal of body language resembling hesitation and uncertainty. I imagine it would probably lack those BESTIE-style hugs reserved for your ‘peeps’, but then again you just never know! They say that hugs are a great healer and a global communicator of love and compassion.

It occurred to me through looking at these questions however, that maybe we don’t need to reinvent the wheel. Maybe that wheel needs to be thrown to the trash heap and a new wheel, custom designed, needs to be fitted instead. Maybe we just need to look at this reconnection as a new connection instead – a new season perhaps.

Do I have all the answers? No, certainly not. However I’m enjoying this ride despite all the confronting themes coming out of it, but I will push forward and continue my journey to my infinite balance even in the face of shifting dynamics.

So, how have you experienced reconnections or do-overs in your life and what did they look and feel like? I would be really interested to hear how you faired and dealt.


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Here we go everyone, another instalment of my future book. Just like the last post, read through and read to the end.

I breathe a deep sigh of relief. Not so much because I’ve been saved from some horrific fate, or because some terrible thing has been overted. I breathe a sigh of relief because its Sunday, and that commonly used term ‘day of rest’ is more that just the act of curling up with a good book, or a late breakfast with the newspaper.

I’m sitting here discreetly staring at her from across the table just breathing in her essence. I love her so completely and fully that its fulfilling just embracing her being both visually and spiritually. She is sitting there reading a feel good story in the newspaper and the corner of her mouth just lifts slightly as laughter dances in her eyes.

“I love Sunday mornings”, she muses. I smile and nod in agreement because I love Sunday mornings too. I love Sunday mornings because its the one day of the week where I get true rest from that which exhausts me the most – the woman sitting across from me. Yes she is still here with me, but for once she is at ease. Sundays signifies the day that all is at rest and she eases into Sundays with a hint of surrender and vulnerability that I don’t see during her everyday self. Sundays is like having someone completely different enter our space and I get a break from the highly strung, self critisising, self sabotaging woman that hides within her on Sundays.

So what does Sundays mean to you? How do you ground yourself or reconnect? Please don’t forget to join in the discussion below in the comments…and share on fb or twitter and see what your friends think Sunday means to them.

Catch you on the Awesome side!

Sunny 🙂


Ok so my post today is in a different format than usual, but I was in a kind of holiday funk and I had to get myself out of it. Read through to the end paying close attention to the content and possible meanings, then read the endnote down the bottom.

I stand there feeling frustrated and annoyed because she is procrastinating – again. I’m ready of course. Ready to go, do and be. I have everything sorted, planned and in place.

“Just a minute”, she calls as though she really means a sixty second minute. Pffft.

I just don’t understand why she needs a minute. She has been working towards this day her whole life. She knew it was coming even despite the little voice in the back of her head that kept telling her she wasn’t good enough. Even despite the fact that the little voice in her head is still saying these terrible things to her, causing her breath to hitch and her heart to race. Even still she knew this day was coming.

She screams out again, a little more panic in her voice that she is trying to hide with a softened and upbeat tone. “I’m just making myself look presentable, won’t be long now”. Again, another promise to be ready that we know has much deeper meaning than just appearances. Doesn’t she know how perfect she is? Doesn’t she know that she already shines like the sun and radiates her authentic essence? I guess not since I am still here waiting.

I hear a thud and crashing noise just beyond where I am, close to where she is ‘preparing’. “I’m alright. I just stumbled on some things. I’ll just put it all back into place and I’ll be ready”. There’s been stuff falling around her for a while now, yet she still seems to think this is a new occurrence? I guess she’s finding it hard to get out of there when there is things in her way. I will be patient although I find it terribly frustrating. I know that the preparation is essential but I had thought she would be more ready for this considering how excited she was just yesterday. Oh well, Murphy has been busy huh?

As I sit there double checking that I’ve held up my end of the deal, I hear the loudest bang I’ve every heard coupled with a pained scream. No she couldn’t have. As I look in towards her the realisation dawns on me that she has rushed straight into the wall. Not just that, she has also knocked herself out cold. I try to bring her round but there is just no response, it’s as if she has nothing left in her and she is in a place far from here. Ok, don’t panic, we can still be ready. I just have to find a way to bring her back, in a way that has her fired up to go………..

So what do you think this story is about? What does it reflect for the characters, and what does it make you question within yourself?

Comment on the actual blog post in the below section so we can share our thoughts and feedback. What do you think should happen next?

Catch you on the awesome side 😉

Sunny x