Exploring Capability

The last few days my little guy has been pushing some of my parental anxiety buttons with his in-home risk taking adventures. K has become an avid climber of anything he can lift his knee onto before pulling himself up *cue worst case scenario thoughts of a falling child*. He will climb chairs, onto the table, the tv unit, even the bins in the kitchen. His most recent conquest however is the cat tower. 

The cat tower we have is somewhere between 2 and 2.5 meters tall, we got it for the cat as a present from K before he was born to help the  cat accept him and so that when K got old enough to be mobile, he could still escape somewhere.
This morning K decided to scale the cat tower higher than the first platform, after trying the standard “hop down right now”, “get down before you fall” and “NO” I decided to just let him climb. Now before you all freak out about this being irresponsible parenting… I was less than a meter away and ready to catch him if necessary. The reason I did this was

a) kids need to learn their own boundaries and capabilities (under supervision in case they push further than they’re ready to)

b) kids will learn safety faster as a result of consequence (no I’m not saying that means you should let them stick a knife into the power socket or let them drink poison so they learn, I’m merely referring to giving them some freedom to develop skills and independence in a safe way)

c) if I didn’t let him do it while I’m there, he is more inclined to try when my back is turned or I’m out of the room – therefore increasing the risk of injury

So yes, my parental alarm was blaring… but I was there to be a safety net while he explores his boundaries. I think its important to let them learn through play, and kids will climb things eventually, I’m of the opinion that the sooner they learn where their capabilities are, the sooner they will understand not to overreach too soon.

Do you have a little climber on your hands too? How does your little adventurer push your parental buttons, and how do you handle it?

* Please note I am not a scientist, this is merely an opinion piece based on my experiences and reading of other parents personal accounts of similar scenarios*



Hi everyone… I know I don’t really have many readers (or followers) yet, but for those of you who do… this mama thanks you for your patience. I apologise for my lengthy hiatus from posting, I was going through some things as well as finalising (and actually getting) married so blogging sort of went to the back burner for a while.

Now that I am home, married and lacking the immense stress I had been carrying … I intend to dive right back into it as much as I can. I will hopefully get posts up once every 1-2 weeks (i will post more if I have anything interesting to talk about or have found a product to rave about too). If there is anything you want to know about me or want my opinions on.. let me know, i’d love to not only get to know what is important to my followers, but it opens up the proverbial ‘can of worms’ to other followers on things they may not have thought about or gives them a new perspective on things they have thought about.

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Travel Washboard Bag

Okay beautiful people, first things first… I apologise for my hiatus in posting, I have been seriously lacking motivation for doing a lot lately. Secondly, I know this was meant to be posted over the weekend, but I had much less time than I anticipated. Now that’s out of the way… what you’re here really here for – how to make your very own washboard travel laundry bag.
Step 1: Invest in your supplies –

gluegun                                           drybags

Glue Gun (with refills)       &        Dry bag (mine is a Bluefield 40L in orange off eBay.com.au)


Step 2: Plug in your glue gun and add the first stick to it. Flip your dry bag inside out so the side with the waterproof lining is then external.


Step 3: Once the glue gun has heated up and likely begun to ooze… start your “pattern” of glue about 2 – 3 inches below the opening of the bag and about 1.5-2 inches from the side fold when its flat on your work surface leave about a centimetre before the seam at the base. I used 2 variations for my glue pattern – dots (as seen on a Scrubba bag) and a continuous zigzag/wave (see yellow pattern below). Leave to dry.


Step 4: Once your first side is dry (mine was pretty quick… but I did mine while K was on his nap) flip it over and start doing the same pattern on the opposite side. Once done, leave to dry (I ended up doing my second side with K on his afternoon nap). That’s it… all done.


Put some paper or piece of rubbish under your glue gun to catch globs of glue when your gun is off or not being used.

When running low on the used stick, add a glob of glue to your next one so you don’t have to feed it continuously as you’re focusing on your pattern.

If you want, add some crosshatching or an adhesive rubber patch on the outside to use as a handgrip when scrubbing clothes inside the bag. (I haven’t done this as yet, I will test and review my bag on a later post to see how it fares without them).


Thanks for reading and good luck with your projects, let me know how it goes. Post any adjustments that worked for you in the comments too – you just might help out another reader!


About a month ago now I enlisted the help of my mum, her partner and my fiancé D to upcycle K’s first cot (before we managed to get him a brand new one). I wanted to give it new life as a toddler bed for K before he needed a big boy bed. I’d been mentally designing it for a few months in my head, I wanted it to be a floor bed, it had to utilise as much of the original cot as possible so  we didn’t have to pay any extra for things like screws and planks etc. and it had to have a bed head and a bed tail/end/etc.

So I finally managed to get myself organised and get all the pieces together, went over the rough design with my enlisted group and we got to work. First we trimmed down the pieces to how I’d drawn them out (basically chopping off the legs and the country-retro style piece of the headboard, as well as shortening the tail end of the bed so it was roughly mattress height). We Then painted over the cot, keeping it white but just giving it a bit of a fresh look. We used one of the side railing pieces to create a side barrier so K wouldn’t accidently roll out too. (Pictures at the end of the post.) Once it had all been put together to make sure it looked right, we put the screws in to hold it together. Unfortunately due to the holes having been predrilled, the screws didn’t stay in very well (they slip out if you try to push and pull the bed), however if you don’t move the bed all is fine.

We tried getting K to take his naps in the toddler bed so we could transition him out of the cot and take it out of the room. But for a few weeks he only wanted to sleep on the floor, so I decided to only put him in the toddler bed on occasion, up until recently at least. On Monday I put him in the toddler bed and he stayed in there for his whole nap *cue mama victory dancing*. So I made sure that if I’d checked on him and he was asleep, to leave the door shut but not to the point it clicked into the frame, very slightly ajar. It seems that it has been working because he still goes down in his toddler bed at the end of the week, he gets himself up and comes out once he is done napping. We plan to try an overnighter in the toddler bed this weekend *fingers crossed*.

Have you guys tried bed transitioning yet? What did you find worked? What were your setbacks/ triumphs/ surprises?

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Yoga and the things it has taught me so far…

I first attempted yoga shortly after having baby K (after the recommended 6 week healing period anyway). I expected for it to be unenjoyable, slow and incredibly boring to do… something I wasn’t likely to repeat often if at all. For a while, lets say a couple of months, I was right… I barely did yoga. I told myself “I don’t have a mat so I can’t do it” or “I’m not flexible enough so why bother?”, I’m sure anyone who has considered yoga has probably felt this way, but when you feel this way, you’re sure you’re the only one. So I gave up for a couple of months, but still saw beautiful poses filling my Instagram feed daily and decided to have another crack at it… I went to Kmart and bought myself a $5 cheap yoga mat so if I didn’t end up continuing, no big deal I spend that on a coffee anyway. So after about a month or so of yoga 2-3 times a week, I started looking at better yoga mats, eco-friendly ones (save the whales and all) and stumbled upon Yoloha Yoga cork mats. I fell in love with them and my fiance’ got me one as a surprise for my birthday.

At the time, I was only doing yoga for the status I felt it gave me, I was one of those girls you see on Instagram who was part of the ‘cult’ or the ‘yoga movement’… but I wasn’t understanding the actual point of yoga. So I started doing some research, curious as to why I wasn’t getting where they were quickly, and why I didn’t feel satisfied with my practise – even after taking a couple of classes which were incredibly unenjoyable. It didn’t take long to figure out why… I was competing. Competing with the girls on Instagram who undoubtedly had been practising daily for years, competing with myself on what I thought I should be capable of and by when, competing with an idea. I stepped back and decided to restart fresh.

I began doing simple poses and trying to make sure my form was right, I began looking at progression yoga pictures rather than only advanced yogi pictures. Little by little (and I am by no means nearly as flexible, strong and controlled as the yogis who grace Instagram) I am improving. Yoga began to actually teach me once I let it.


It started teaching me patience, with myself and with others.

It taught me movement (or lack of), even of the most basic kind, can be difficult – tree pose anyone?

It taught me acceptance (though this is something I still struggle with every single day) of myself does not necessarily mean I cannot better myself.


Bit by bit, yoga has me pulling away my artificial layers, layers I don’t need, layers that no longer serve me, layers that keep me stagnant in life. Yoga has opened my eyes in other parts of life too – without yoga, I’m not certain I would have ever considered veganism. I may not have made one of my best friends (even though its only online at this stage). I may not be the compassionate, strong, dare I say – beautiful person I am becoming. If you have ever considered yoga and thought to start you had to be a particular person to be any good, I urge you to have a go. If you tried a class but found it unenjoyable, I urge you to perhaps find another class, or try to teach yourself as I have.

For those of you who practise already, are you a daily doer? Maybe every few days? Or even once a week? What is your favourite type of yoga? What’s your favourite pose? I can’t wait to read about your yoga journeys!

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Random Cravings

Do you ever get the random craving… you know the ones. The “I can’t sleep until this craving is satisfied” cravings. Last night I put K to bed after what felt like a really long and snotty day, it is flu season after all, and had the overwhelming desire for a sweet treat. I wasn’t sure what exactly I felt like eating until I searched some mug cake ideas on Pinterest. I love my mug cakes (I’m not big on sharing my cakes if I don’t have to either).


Anyway, so I found a “jam donut” mug cake… and oh my universe did it look delicious. I didn’t have all the ingredients though *mental tantrum here* so I sussed out what I could improvise with. I decided I’d substitute the almond meal with just some plain flour (because I know very few people who don’t at least have that in their house), and I’d sub most of the sugar with blackstrap molasses (I shouldn’t be too naughty with my cakes because I have my wedding coming up in August). I also substitute the flax egg for roughly a teaspoon on cornflour and 1-2 tablespoons of water, this is what I used in pretty much all baking where an egg is required.

So once the batter was made, I made my “jam” by mashing up 5 strawberries, I could have used half this though as I didn’t end up putting it all in, and added some more molasses and combined. Added half the batter to a lightly greased mug, followed by the jam and then batter to top off and popped it into the microwave for a minute (another reason I  seriously love mug cakes… they’re practically instant). Sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon and you have yourself a jam donut cake *licks lips*. Now disclosure, my recipe didn’t really look like the picture, it looked more like a dense muffin. It did however taste beautiful, and more importantly, satisfied my intense craving.

Do you guys enjoy mug cakes? What are some of your favourites?

For those of you keen on trying this yourself, I have put the link below. Let me know how yours turns out and if you modified yours too.

Jam Donut Mug Cake