It is nearly impossible to believe my dad has been gone a year, but as much as the kids have kept me moving forward, they've kept me grounded in the present, too

Bringing the children to see Santa was a truly magical experience, and the fact we managed to get through a family afternoon without killing each other proves miracles can happen

Listening to the teacher talk made me realise how much of my parenting anxiety isn’t really about my child - it’s about me

As much as we would all love to live in a socilaist utopia, the reality it is it is every man for himself out here, especially when it relates to jellies

Now, when I see newborns I no longer feel a flutter in my ovaries but rather thank the universe that that chapter in my life is now officially closed

Despite getting a lot of flak, the capital city is a great spot for an afternoon filled with Lego mosh-pits, fake martinis and untouched lunches

Our impossibly tiny cat may be in the winter years, but living with two tiny people keeps her young at heart

This year, I made up for my son’s insistence on reusing last year’s Halloween costume by getting creative with my own outfit, and by creative, I mean donning a bin bag and a Post-it note

Members of the opposite sex are still a complete and utter enigma to me, so it is ironic that I, of all people, should be charged with raising two of them

It would appear that my kids have taken after their dad in the dance department - and that is no bad thing