Category Archives: Parenting

November challenge… changing the way we look at food.

My transformation hasn’t really taken off just yet. What with the lack of sleep, I’ve been lucky to haveView full post »

Obsessed with sleep.

Sleep deprivation. There is a reason it is used as a form of torture. If my body was a gas tank and sleep was thatView full post »

Don’t hate the haters… hate the game.

In this past week I lost something that is (was) to me a safe place. Yes it may have been on the internet… andView full post »

This small town life…

We are settling into our small town life, Bo and I. We are staying at my mothers place about two hours south of Perth,View full post »

Being great… and admitting it.

It has been a very hard few weeks. Months. Year. I have struggled. I still struggle. Searching for a peace within itView full post »

Because tradition became tradition for a reason (ERGObaby GIVE-AWAY)

Those of you who are regular Inked in Colour readers know I love wearing Bo. You’ve seen pictures of our lives,View full post »

The great cloth debate.

There is a debate going on all over the internet. It’s been going on for a while now. To cloth or not to cloth,View full post »

Controversies, compliments and giving praise…

A few weeks ago Dr Peggy Drexler published on Huff Post a pretty controversial thought provoking piece on complimentsView full post »

This City Life…

The past week in Perth has been an eventful one. With vaccinations, daddy-celebrations, lunch dates, long walks andView full post »

Got shot(s)…

The entire predominant reason for our semi-regular jaunts back to Aussie-land is to get Bo’s vaccinations. ToView full post »

Mama babble and a salad of words.

I have lost the ability to communicate with words.You know, the kind of words that come out of your mouth? I hear thatView full post »

Rock the boat baby.

I’m all for political correctness (when it comes to being respectful of other people – the rest of it IView full post »

Idul Fitri

Ramadhan has ended, and Lebaran has come and gone. This is the third Idul Fitri I have been in Indonesia for, and theView full post »

Dear Bo,

Dear Bo, Today you are six months old. The past six months seem to have flown by, but at the same time it feels likeView full post »

On being a “beautiful” girl (or boy).

Over a year ago now, Lisa Bloom wrote this very provocative piece on beauty, the female psyche and her opinion on howView full post »

Why we wear our baby.

Ever since Bo was a teeny tiny baby, we have worn her. Wrapped tightly up against my body, newborn Bo spent most ofView full post »

Looking inward for trust.

I’ve been reading a lot about the natural parenting “movement” – I hate to call it a movementView full post »

This village life…

In the past two weeks Bo has probably been the biggest developmental leap of her little life so far. Two weeks ago sheView full post »

And breathe, 1… 2… 3.

When I was pregnant we tried to imagine what life would be like with a newborn, and what life would be like later downView full post »

Being “Abah”

It’s no secret that watching a father interact with his child is a precious thing. Hallmark and Hollywood haveView full post »

On the move… Already?!

Five months ago when we were patiently waiting for Bo’s grand arrival, we came to terms with one glaringlyView full post »

First foods: the gentle way.

After our first unsuccessful encounter with Pear and Rice Cereal, we gave it a while  before even venturing back intoView full post »

Little feet. Gigantic Shoes.

I have a habit of setting unreasonable goals for myself and becoming distressed disappointed when I fail to live up toView full post »

First foods: Bo and her pear encounter

Bo is almost four and a half months old (seriously, how did THAT happen so fast?). We were always planning to do babyView full post »

That moment when you realise you know nothing at all.

It was about this moment that I realised… I know nothing. I was a determined teenager. I moved out of home at 16.View full post »

Parenting labels… what’s the deal?

I dont understand parenting labels. I don’t understand them at all. People say to me, oh so your an attachmentView full post »

Our birth story.

I’ve spent many hours, days, months thinking about the day[s] that Bo made the journey into this world.View full post »

The longest day [ever] and sleeping around…

We knew it was going to be a long day.  But we had no idea of just how long it would end up. We left the village atView full post »

To inherit the earth, is our gift to them.

Bo’s birthright: it’s in her blood. Living in the village has taught me many, many things over the past fewView full post »

A bum in cloth.

cute, soft and enviro-happy… Bo in one of her 2nd hand Itti Bitti’s I never thought that I would beView full post »

If only there was a birth-plan for life after birth.

Parenting advice comes in all shapes and sizes… and whether you ask for it or not, it comes. Some of it is good,View full post »

I’m on her team.

Right from the beginning: Photo by Kate Heaslip Photography How would you like to go to a brand new place, have someView full post »

The long days of the (slightly maniacal) mother of a catnapper

We have a serial cat-napper on our hands, and it might be driving me insane. Up until we moved to Indonesia Bo was aView full post »

Motherhood makes [me] crazy…

Just call me crazy. Seriously. This motherhood thing, it’s turned me into a bit of a lunatic. People warned meView full post »

life begins… at the end of your comfort zone.

Yesterday Bo and I arrived in Indonesia and the end of my comfort zone. After a hectic week in WA introducing Bo toView full post »

I can’t believe she’s mine…

Look at her, my Bo. She’s mine. And I totally can’t believe it. When we talk about parenthood there isView full post »

What if the newest “must-have” baby item was simplicity?

I read a lot of mommy blogs. I read a lot of posts by other mothers, new clueless mothers (much like myself) desperateView full post »

Responsible hedonism and finding bliss…

Because doing good feels good too. Hedonists have been considered historically as being self-absorbed egotists whoView full post »

Something borrowed, something blue?

When Bo was a mere 48 hours old, we bathed her for the very first time in the hospital. After her bath the midwifeView full post »

Good Baby/Bad Baby

Who, me? What the hell is a good baby? More to the point, is there such a thing as a bad baby? I’m not sureView full post »