Entries by HB

The emptiness of being a mum

Last night while snuggled up with my wife we were having a conversation replaying in our minds the day. It was very interesting as she said, “Jessica was very good today, we went to the library, had a picnic, went to the park. She had all her meals without fuss.”

After a short run summary of the events, I asked, “So how do you feel?”

Much to my surprise she felt unfulfilled. She said, “I feel so lost. At work, there are deadlines, project goals to reach, things to do which I can check off my list. Whereas being a stay at home mum, there is no sense accomplishment, no feeling like I have done anything useful, no way to measure any form of progress.”

I’d rather be at work

I’d rather be at work

“Thank you man, that simple stretch you showed me really took my pain away.’

‘Hey Steve, I got to tell ya, after having this condition for 15 years you are the first one who found the cause’

I used to shout at my kids

‘jessica…Jessica…Jessica! JESSICA!!!!’
I yell at my children. There I said it. Do I feel bad about it? Absolutely. I am also very proud to say that I am now a reformed ‘child yeller’ and have been sober, uh I mean, been very kind to them for over 1 year.
Like every parent I had many challenges raising my kids.

The Day I Almost Died

It was like any other day. I gave my two angels (the big one, my wife and the little one, my daughter) a peck on the cheek and started driving to work. All was well, same road, same traffic conditions, same music playing until I got to the bridge at Gordonvale. Then, within an instant, my life was permanently changed.