Hidden Perfectionist

When I read about children who are perfectionists, it clicked. No - she doesn't immediately look like a perfectionist. But the fear of not being perfect is just that. And it's holding her back in so many ways.


There's a great sense of satisfaction in MacGyvering something. I love it. I love the whole thing. The looking at the problem, the working out what size the hole is, how wide the bit was....

Is Motherhood Worthy of Your CV?

Once upon a time when I started by blog it was on Blogspot. I'd forgotten all about it until recently. I didn't write too regularly back then - more in fits and starts. But I've decided to re-post some of the good ones. This one resonated because I'm about to post my first article on … Continue reading Is Motherhood Worthy of Your CV?

How much is it worth to wait?

I am SO impatient with impatience. I mean, just because we CAN have it now, should we? Just because the marketers say "Hey - buy from us and you can have it YESTERDAY" - is that the best choice for me?


In brief, the beloved lost toy is found. She’s been missing a whole month, and it was quite by chance that she was discovered. Her disappearance was quite the mystery - we’d been to the Chalet Carton, found a little wicker bed that was clearly made for her, came home and she was nowhere to … Continue reading Found

Lost in not-very-much space (and other hyphenated phrases)

Baba is my youngest's absolute, all-time, must-have favourite toy. She loved her from the moment she arrived and in nearly every photo of her until she started school you see Baba in her hand. She's a little 'bashful lamb' from Jellycat. When my children were born we lived rurally and several of our neighbours had … Continue reading Lost in not-very-much space (and other hyphenated phrases)

Tough – Like a girl

"Aren't we supposed to guide our children through the difficult parts of life, equipping them with skills like finding coping strategies, perseverance, boldness, diplomacy?'


What blossoming independence! My youngest (8) has always been a little less independent than her sister. Not clingy (much) but preferring company of others to solely her own. Here in our small mountain town children are allowed a lot more freedom than most city kids of their age. It's something we've tried to embrace, and … Continue reading Blossoming

And we’re still moving…

Clearly I'm not in the mood, this year, to write a dull old tale in chronological order. I've plunged here and I've plunged there and I'm blaming my summer bump on the head for an inconsistent rush of odd memories I've had a sudden urge to document. My current subject here on Jumping Off Books … Continue reading And we’re still moving…