I Actually Find Parenting Really Easy

Yesterday a friend got in touch and sent me the most absurd message. “How do you keep it together and do so well as a mum?”


Samantha Maree

There was a whole lot going on when I first moved to Brisbane that my fragile mind was struggling to cope with. I got a wicked job on the sunshine coast that I absolutely loved. My manager at the time was a bit of hard ass. Let’s not mince words, she was a bitch and eventually led me to leave a job I really enjoyed.

Annette Jane

When I moved up to Brisbane I inherited a wonderful Aunty and three cousins on my husband’s side. My aunt is a primary school teacher, her eldest daughter in the motor industry and the two youngest are both nurses. The four of them are all so different in personality and character, yet have an intrinsic Winslade quality that binds them.


Olivia Claire

I met Ollie at a company called Sentis in Brisbane. She is a tiny English woman and a force to be reckoned with. A positive psychologist from Manchester, she is a wildly vivacious character with an infectious personality.


13 Reasons Why Not

A while back, I was having a terrible time with my nemesis depression. Trying to look for a job, injury and a range of other factors led me spiralling into a dark place.

A friend of mine (oblivious to my mental state) suggested a good show to binge watch called 13 Reasons Why. Wow.Just wow.

If you’re not familiar with the show (what rock have you been hiding under?), it follows a young girl who has taken her own life and left behind 13 tapes to the people she felt contributed to her suicide.


What even is privilege?

The Real Housewives of Sydney is a show everyone loves to hate. One of the housewives, Nicole, tells the other housewives that she walks her children to the back of the aeroplane to show them the horrors of the peasants flying in economy class. You have to see the video for yourself. As idiotic as this exchange may seem, I can somewhat appreciate the sentiment.


The Day I
Finally Realised
That Having a Baby
Changed Me

When I was 24 years old, I made the obligatory trip over to the UK to have my “Australian in London” experience. I had set off with the same hopes that most Aussies and Kiwis do. Set myself up in London, work, save and see as much of Europe as humanly possible. As it turns out, life had other plans for me. My time in London was spent almost exclusively in London. Whilst I was disappointed that I hadn’t ventured around the old continent, I got to know London very well and fell in love with the city. The world wasn’t going anywhere and I could always go back. That’s how I consoled myself as I left after two years in the UK.


A Healthy Dose

Last Wednesday I celebrated International Women’s Day at an event put on by the fabulous crew at Champagne Cartel. They had a bunch of great speakers who all pretty much shared the same message…be yourself!

It got me thinking back to the past couple of years of my life that led to that very night on the terrace in Southbank. I had a moment looking out at the Brisbane skyline and thought, “This is who I am. It’s so good to be back”.


Namaste Bitches

I blame my dad. Ever since I was old enough to form memories, I can recall my father with his nose in a book. He read for knowledge, he read for pleasure, he read to pass the time. He would say ridiculously cheesy things like, “the pen is mightier than the sword”, and quotes to such effect.

He created a monster. I very quickly developed a passionate love affair with books. They became an integral part of my life. It’s how I made sense of the world and quenched my thirst for knowledge.


Trashbag Guide To

Christmas means so many things to so many people. For some it’s a challenge to see just how much you can piss off your best mate with an awful present. For others it’s a time to delight in the failings of family members you’re not fond of. For most of us, it’s about getting a bit trashy. It’s not called the silly season for nothing. Whatever this time of year may mean to you, here are a few tips to get you through: (more…)