If you were a subscriber to my email list, then you’ll know that I recently wrote to you about my word for the year – perseverance.
Well, today I am facing the ULTIMATE test of perseverance. Ok, ok. Maybe that’s taking it a bit too far… How about PENULTIMATE? Still too much? Well, let me tell you more.
Today I deleted my entire email list.
Yep. The whole entire list. Not a single contact was spared. (Edit: turns out I managed to save a handful of my recent subscribers! Hooray!)
Sounds dramatic, hey. I know in the scheme of things it’s not the end of the world, but, well…
It is for me.
(At least until my husband travels overseas for three weeks and leaves me alone with all four kids. That definitely trumps email list deletion.)
But I have worked hard to build that email list. *sigh* And sure, it wasn’t the largest email list, or the most engaged email list, in the entire world. But it was my email list. And now it’s pretty much gone. (Except for the few that I just realised I managed to save by a last minute, skin of my teeth export. Thanks goodness Mailchimp isn’t that speedy at deleting contacts.)
And all I was doing was trying to be a good business person and save money by removing contacts that no longer wanted to be subscribed because I have to pay for my email list once it hits a certain number. Although now I’ve learnt I could have just archived them and saved myself a whole lot of pain.
Anyway, getting back to my initial point about my word for the year… This is another situation where I have been grateful for that little word. Grateful for what it means. Grateful for how it came about. And grateful that I have it as a reminder to keep going. When everything seems too hard and I want to give up…
I choose to persevere.
Becoming a mother of four has lead to various life changes. Firstly, less sleep. Secondly, personal toileting time that is inversely related to an increase in time spent toileting four other people in my house. Thirdly, more wrinkles. And fourthly, dark eye circles that no Estée Lauder potion can boast to cure. (more…)
Do you do the solo-parenting two step? It goes something like two steps forward, 5 steps back… at least, that’s how it feels when you’re in the thick of it.
Solo-parenting is a tough gig. You’re on call 24/7. You eat on the run. Your hair-do is more like a hair-don’t. Your eyes look a lot like the lemur’s eyes above. And your kids’ bedtime gets moved forward 30 minutes every additional day that you’re on your own.
If something goes wrong, you have to fix it (and let me tell you, if there’s ever a time when something will go wrong, it’s when you’re on your own with four kids!). If someone spews through the night, you’re the nurse (even if you’re also spewing). If something breaks, you’re the repairer. You’re also the cook, cleaner, washer, bather, hairbrusher, shoe-lace tier, clothes ironer and lunch packer. And that’s all before 8am!
As with anything though, there are things you can do to prepare yourself for your solo-parenting stint. If you want to hit the ground running, and give your self every chance at success*, give my 5 hacks a try! (more…)
Want to put your vintage finds to good use? Mix up a batch of your favourite cookies and give them away!
I recently gifted these vintage platters and tea cup set with some homemade Greek shortbread (Kourambiethes) to my lovely midwives. I wrapped them up in brown paper and string and added a little hand written note for a final touch.
Now I will feel completely justified in buying more vintage goodies 😉 (more…)
Ours didn’t quite turn out like the ones in the picture below, but for the first time I can say I enjoyed cooking with my offspring. There were no eggshells in the batter or flour on the floor, and she read the recipe herself. It was lovely. We may even do it again in about five years.
Sigh. My girl is growing up! (more…)
Baby Leo – aka Leo David Grundy, born on the 19th May 2017, some time after 11 o’clock in the morning, weighing 2910g or 6lb 7oz.
Currently learning to put up with constant adoration and cuddles from Lewis, unintended (I think…) physical harm from Ezra, and being referred to as the cutest baby ever by Rose. Needless to say, he’s very loved and will never be lonely! (more…)