Saturday, September 12, 2015

What It Means To Have a Penis


As I sit here feeding my baby for the 16th time in the last 24 hours, and attending to the felt pen splashed across my toddlers face while their dad is nowhere to be seen.  For this second I wish I had a penis.

Please find the unwritten Penis-having rules below:

1.) Bringing home the "bacon" is seen as entitled to ABSOLUTELY FREE childcare, and complete housekeeping by the mother of the children of Zat Bringer of the bacon.

2.) If that self-entitled Penis has looked after the children for more than 5 minutes, he apparently deserves praise. 

3.) Because he has a Penis this somehow means he deserves 'his time', no matter if this means he might be hungover the next day. This does not mean the mother of child deserves her time as she is the mother and that is her job.

4.) Penis Man is automatically proclaimed as Man-of-the-house although he is barely at the house, does not tidy house and sometimes (when drinking) does not remember where his house is.

5.) "He's a good dad" is an overused phrase, its like praising a dog for taking a good shit.

There are men out there who really do make an effort or play the game well...... and sure enough many will disagree with the "unwritten rules" stated.... but I'm tired of playing the nice cards.... Penis's are seen automatically superior to vagina's.  Will society change? No as it is run by a big lot of Penis's.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

I Didn't Realise I Would Need "Partner Changed Into an A-Hole" Insurance

Mid 2014 this is the Insurance figures I was paying

Contents (with Renters Cover): $35 per month
Health Insurance (For Daughter, Partner, and I): $100 per month
Full Car Insurance: $50 per month
Life Insurance (For Partner and I): just over $100 per month 

Total-- $285 per month on INSURANCE

I wanted every situation to be covered, basically so if anything happened to us, my daughter would be okay and looked after. 

I was in a stable relationship, had been for 7 years.  Had a good job, had a partner who was in a good job, that was paid well and the future was looking great.  So we made the decision to have kids. Right age, good financial position etc. etc. It was still going to be a bit tough but we would manage. 

Our first child came along, it was a rocky start with her being premature etc. but we coped.  We survived the first two years of her life, and thought what the heck? She needs a sibling.  Welcoming pregnancy number 2......

All of a sudden my Partner decided that maybe number 2 wasn't such a great idea after all.......  turning to booze, and troublesome people and becoming a, for lack of better word, 'a-hole'. 

I'd covered my ass for everything.  But you can't buy insurance for this????

After battling to communicate, counsel etc. It reached a level that became toxic and not a nice environment for my daughter.  So I had no choice but to leave.  Where to go?  Custody-wise I couldn't move out of the near vicinity, family-wise, my mum had passed and my other family was too far away.

Pregnant, with a trailing toddler I got myself a flat in a town 30 minutes away, within Custody distance and only  two friends in the area.  From a 3-bedroom insulated house to a cold 2 bedroom flat, I had no choice but to turn to social welfare.  They looked at me with pity, I hate pity... but for little miss, I took what they offered. And I started again. I returned to study on an intense packed 19 week course (that was meant to be fit in a year) to ensure as soon as the next baby turned up i was work ready. 

NOBODY HIRES PREGNANT PEOPLE  (no matter how discriminating it may be)

And I sat there crying every week as the bills got paid and I had $3 left to my name.  Even after I cut down my insurance to just car and contents. There was no TV, no sky, only one small heater for little misses room, and sometimes there was no food.  Her dad took her for a weekend every fortnight and complained at the petrol costs to come in to get her.  

I despised myself for choosing to have kids with this man.  

One day at course I read online that someone (I believe it was Mike Hosking) had said "If you can't afford to have kids, don't have them". .... I broke down at this... I'd not cried for months and then suddenly this man, this stranger, was judging me.  He broke me with this comment, I thought I had covered everything, I really had thought this through.

It had occurred to me by now that every solo mother on the DPB was being judged..... NZ is being called the Nanny state.... People don't want their taxes to go to helping the poor. It's done, there is nothing I can do to change it and those people's opinions but just know, life is hard and each and everyone lives their own struggles. 

I'm  happy that I've got a roof over my head at the moment, and love my daughter inside and out.  I'm feeling extremely worried about the next one due, but I'll cope, a lot of single mothers won't be able to afford to continue.  A lot of kids won't be fed and life will be a constant struggle to survive....  It just makes you think.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Single mother life - The perks, the jerks and the what nots

Holy Mother of God! 

Here I was comfortable with my life, writing blogs, running a kids music tutorial studio, spending time with Summer (Miss ALMOST two). Then ...... One day... I found out:

I'm PREGNANT! !! !! Again!!

Excitement, tears of joy set in with such a lot of Happiness (and hormones I guess).

Turns out someone else didn't want another one. ......

So after a long and exhausting relationship, I packed up the car, packed up Summer and....

I bloody well left that jerk. 

It's now almost 3 months later and Holy Mackerol am I having fun!!!!

I've taken up studying full-time, moved into my little flat with Summer and found out:



I thought I would share some things with my fellow readers, mums and such that I have learnt from single motherdom:

  • You are it -- there is nobody else to take over mum duties
  • Mothers do not get sick
  • If mothers do get sick, they can't stay in bed all day
  • Bed is a forbidden place between 7 am - 7 pm
  • There is no paper, scissors, rock --- You ARE getting up
  • You are "Dead on your feet" 5 seconds after you put them to bed
  • You will develop more patience
  • Friends will appear when you thought you had none
  • Other Friends won't want to know "a single mother"
  • The same applies to family
  • Life gets harder
  • Life gets easier
  • You will cry more
  • You will smile more
  • You will love more
  • You will make more effort 
  • You will worry more
  • Child-free weekends will consist of house-work and sleep
  • You will be able to fit more into your day than Jack Bauer

Just remember, most importantly:

You can do it! 

Lets see if I hold the same opinion in 18 weeks when child #2 arrives!

Thursday, October 9, 2014

5 Programs Mothers just have to watch!

You know those times when your baby/toddler/child has just quietened in the night, and you have period between this time and bedtime and you are flicking through the channels and nothing is on. Well I have decided to pop up my 5 favourite programs, so you can get recording and use this brief window of time wisely. Feel free to pop anymore below that you think us mothers would enjoy.


Season three has just begun and life is good. You  will fall in love with EVERY character on this show..... maybe not Laurel and Sarah but mostly EVERY character on this show. You will find all your lesbian tendencies hanging out for Felicity and find shirtless males EVERYWHERE! Even the villains are good looking in this series! It involves a seriously heavy plotline that involves twists at every turn.

Basically Oliver Queen, a billionaire spoilt brat, was stuck on an island for 5 years and now he's returned to make amends for his father's selfish actions. 

As for Stephen Amell (Arrow/Oliver Queen) .......if there is one thing you do after reading this blog, it's follow his facebook page.  He just finished raising money for F*CK CANCER, after selling some "arrow" things to raise money for JoJo (a child suffering from cancer) and a family before that. He runs his own facebook page and has the most beautiful family!

NZ- Thursday nights 9.30pm (after THE FLASH also another program to watch)


Romance, swordfights, mystery, the plague, hot frenchman, empowered women. This series has it all!

The costumes are beautiful, the characters are beautiful. It's basically centered around the lives and affairs of Mary, Queen of Scots and her time at French court. It's severely unpredictable, which I love, and just really fun to watch. Completely historically incorrect but it makes for an awesome TV show.

NZ- Returning soon to PRIME


I thought I would struggle with the plot of this programme, but I can't get over how much I enjoy this show! Stick a whole town under a dome and see what happens and so much does. It  keeps you guessing with every episode. There isn't heaps of eye candy but enough to get by.

NZ- Wednesday nights 8.30pm PRIME


Come on, we all know you enjoyed Desperate housewives until about Season 3 when it just got really boring. Well the good looking pool boys and gardeners are back, except it is from the perspective of the help.More scandal, murder, affairs and all those other things that make us appreciate how good and easy our real life relationships are!


You have to get in on this comedy, its so funny, non-offensive and just so relatable for us poor people. You will fall in love with Max and learn to laugh at short men! Some light relief with a cool storyline......

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Praying for the Agnostic Smoker

I've only prayed for something I really want 5 times in my life. You see we never went to church when we were little and we certainly weren't made to pray for anything as we were fully blessed with everything thanks to our hard working parents.

The first time I prayed was when I was about 8 and REALLY wanted the lead in the school play even though someone else had already been given the girl lead. Low and behold 3 weeks later after many a tantrum; I was given the boy lead solos!! Pfft! What did I care, I could pass off as a guy at that age quite easily and I ruled at it.

The second time I prayed was at the age of 10 when mum had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. (Let's just put it out there; she never smoked). She was only given a few months to live. I prayed that her time on earth could be stretched so we could spend more time with her.

The third time I prayed wasn't long after, just before turning 12. It was horrible to see mum in so much pain as she battled, I just wanted it to stop. I also realised that the last prayer was extremely selfish of me. 15 months after her diagnosis the cancer won it's battle. I think back now and maybe I should have prayed for a miracle.

The fourth time I prayed was after 6 years of trying to conceive a baby at Age 22. Summer arrived by my 23rd birthday.

The fifth time I prayed was just over a week ago; I asked for help, I needed help. The week before I had to scrounge every last cent from the couch to attempt to buy some milk for our daughter. It was horrifying knowing that we had smokes to last yet not milk. I wanted to quit. I'd done it before while pregnant but had taken it back up with ease. We are back at the same position this week but our baby unfortunately has to go without (luckily at toddler stage so it's okay) until payday.

Last week I started feeling ill every time I had a puff. The prayer had worked, now to stick with it. I want every last cent of my smoke money to benefit my child and to make up for the hideous mistake I made of taking smoking up.

Don't judge me ---- be with me on this journey as you all have been with me before!!

Thursday, July 31, 2014

Sex-Positive Parenting Rocks

I just read the most interesting blog today:

"We Don't Touch our Vulvas at the table." This Sex-Positive Mom rocks

My poor dad was left with my sister and I when I had just reached the age of 12. Let's just say I was extremely lucky not to be pregnant a lot early than 23 :) I really want to build a strong foundation of great self-esteem and amazing confidence for Summer for when she grows up but I can't do that if I'm contradicting myself by telling her there are parts of her that she should be ashamed of!

So now I'm taking the time to become more Sex-positive educated so I have the right lessons to teach Summer at the right stages :) If she asks I will be honest and tell her no such cabbage and stork fairytales. I want her to be able to ask me anything.

Anyway make sure you read the blog linked above, it's a real eye opener.
And please let me know  any opinions or advice you might have about the subject!!!