Is it time?

There comes a time when there is merit in reviewing a lifetime of habit. Coffee. I have been drinking coffee since I was a senior in high school. Apart from the nausea driven months of pregnancy when i couldn’t stomach it, coffee has been my constant companion. It is difficult to imagine life without her.  But recently friends and family have stopped drinking coffee due to health issues and a determination to improve stress levels and sleep quality. This has caused me to reflect again on my relationship with Ms C. I am defined by my love of her. I am a coffee drinker, I drink good coffee, not the instant stuff. I am part of the world domintion of take away, keep cup, coffee in hand at work, in the car and by the sports ground.

But somehow I cannot completely let her go. How is your caffeine habit? Does it mark your day? Does it define you?
Ms C and I have some serious talking to do. How about you?

I’ll Just Check….

I saw this image on social media and laughed. I don’t watch Netflix in bed, but a last minute check of FB or Insta…..maybe. Sometimes I do that. But why? It wrecks my sleep, it can make me agitated and cross. And I find I have hundreds of new ideas buzzing in my head. When really I need to be winding down….

Secretly I know I am not alone here. You take your phone to bed don’t you? We use the alarm, some are tracking their sleep, noting their overnight breastfeeds, checking their bank accounts, flight details. Do you need a reason? We are on auto when it comes to our phone. A touch and we are there, transported to every world but the land of NOD. I am writing about this because it is time I edited this one little habit from my routine. I need a tech free hour before bed. More cups of peppermint tea, a bath, a book and some quiet.

So will you join me? Real quick, you and I can change the world, one good night sleep at a time.


I have a confession. I started this week naked. Yep, I felt every bit naked without my sunglasses. In recent years they have become an extra, important part of me. Reflecting the suns rays, making me somewhat anonymous and offering me protection. But mostly they are pushed back on top of my head as a pseudo hair/head upper body accessory. I know, I know this sounds quite bizarre really. But I know I am not alone. Women all over the world share my pain, share my nakedness, when the sunglasses are misplaced. Random children confiscate them. They can be put down on the kitchen bench, lost in the deep side pockets of the drivers door, abandoned on the dresser when getting changed. And then lost…..for a moment. But earlier this week I went nearly all day without them.

Now my man would tell me that extra rays are good for you. Strong light first thing int he morning can help with my body clock and help me sleep better. Plus sun is a good antidote for SAD, seasonal affective disorder . And I could do with a bit of both – more sleep and less SAD. Maybe it is worth being naked more often, even if it is just in the wee hours of the morning!

Never wake a sleeping baby…..

After talking about sleep for more than a decade I am sad to say we are still fixated with that question in our home. The youngest has “been sleeping through the night” for a few months now, but in recent weeks has started to wake at 4 or 5 or 6am. A combination of signs suggest she is teething – fever, fingers in the mouth, yucky nappy, general grumpiness. This photo was taken a week ago when all the trouble started – on this evening she was very happy to fall asleep in the arms of her Ah Kung.