Stepping Out of the Bubble

Our family has a big change on the horizon. This time it’s not an international move, it’s a change of schools. Not just your average school move. Our two kids will be moving from the international school system to the Dutch education system. This is no small change, it was an extremely difficult decision for us to make and we all still have mixed emotions about it.

Our two children (aged 8 and 10) have been “under my wing” so to say, for the past 6 years, attending the international school where I work. They join me in the car each morning and afternoon and we travel the thirty minutes to and from school together. They have learned how to read and write in English and also attended daily Dutch classes. Being both a staff member and a parent did pose it’s challenges at times, but for the most part, it was wonderful and super convenient. I was present for all class celebrations, presentations and school assemblies. The kids hug me every time we walk past each other in the hallways. Bonus hugs are always great. I will always look back on the past six years with fondness. Their time at the international school has given them the most wonderful foundation on which to build upon.

The kids have just a few weeks left at their current school. Then it will be time for a new chapter. We will dive into the unknown. It’s scary. The kids will be taught in Dutch, rather than English. They will go from small class sizes to larger classes, with less personalized attention. They will need to become more independent. Growing up in an international school and then moving to a non-international community can be a pretty big wake-up call. The international school they have been attending is a kind of bubble. Let’s be honest, all international schools are in a way. A protective bubble from the real world, a comfortable place to be. The hard part can be when it comes time to leave. Stepping outside this bubble allows one to gain a new perspective of the world. We have taken steps to ensure that this transition is easier for them; For example, all of their co-curricular activities have always been with local Dutch clubs, they speak Dutch, and already have friends at their new school. However, it will still be a challenging adjustment, more so for me than the kids perhaps. I am mentally preparing myself for many “What have I done?” moments. They will come. But we hope that with time and persistence, we will eventually observe some sort of confirmation that, long term, we have made the right choice for our family.

Our children still consider themselves Australian, rather than Dutch-Australian. Although they were born in Australia, and are proud to be Aussie, they have lived almost their entire lives in the Netherlands and are dual-nationals. We hope that this move will ensure full integration into the local community whilst maintaining their unique identities, ensure complete fluency in Dutch and, most importantly, help to give them a real sense of belonging in this country we now call home.



Tips for a Fabulous Birthday Party

When it comes to children’s birthday parties, you either love them or hate them. A lot of preparation is required and they can be quite stressful. As you may have guessed by now, I’m a lover of plans, researching, organisation and most of all, a good party. So, it probably comes at no surprise that I particularly enjoy putting together birthday parties, especially for my husband and children. I find the preparation involved in the lead up to the party fun, particularly researching for and discovering new party ideas.

Taking on the daunting task of organising a children’s party and then bringing it all together is no easy feat. So I’d like to share with you some tips on how to create a successful children’s birthday party. Not only will the following tips help you to create a better party, but these tips will also help make the process easier for yourself.

Choose a Theme

I believe that all parties should have a theme. Though it may seem unnecessary, having a theme will help you know what decorations to buy/make, what food to prepare, dress code (if you choose to specify one), and what games to plan etc. So I begin the process by asking my son or daughter what they would like the theme of their upcoming party to be. Then I stick with this theme throughout.

Give Yourself Time to Prepare

Make life easier by giving yourself plenty of time to prepare. I would suggest that you start slowly thinking about the party 6-8 weeks in advance. If you start researching and preparing well in advance, it takes the pressure off you having to arrange everything at the last minute. Especially if you work full time like I do, it’s better to start early so that you can casually browse whenever you have a spare few minutes without any pressure.  You can find endless amounts of inspiration online! After all, you have the invitations, music, food, decorations, cake, party bags, games and activities to think about! It’s a lot, but it’s totally doable, and you may even find yourself enjoying it! If the preparation is done beforehand, hosting the actual party should be a piece of cake…..well, easier.

Keep Costs Down

The pressure to spend and throw elaborate parties is a growing trend – and one which parents are struggling with. However, parties do not necessarily need to be extravagant and cost an absolute fortune. There is no need to break the bank and if you are willing/able to put in the effort, there is no need to hire a party planner. If you plan well in advance, it gives you the time and opportunity to find more affordable options, collect bargains along the way, find fun and affordable games and decorations (balloons are enough really) and keep overall costs down. Dutch shops such as Action, Hema, Big Bazar and Xenos are great, and there are also some fun online party shops with exciting and affordable options. However, in general, the more you can make yourself, the better. Making your own invites and sending them out online will also save you some moolah.

Home Sweet Home

We usually always host the kids’ parties at home. Many parents try to avoid this option and I can understand why. It’s much more work and the clean up afterwards is not enjoyable. However, I prefer this option as I love birthday parties the old fashioned way with the traditional birthday party games we all grew up with. I can arrange these more easily in my own home. It also allows me to decorate how and when I want to (usually the night before) and I feel the most comfortable hosting a party in my own environment. Not to mention, it saves money on hiring a venue. Yes, it is easier to book an indoor playground and just let the kids run crazy. However, I have such fond memories of the childhood birthday parties from my youth, so I would like to now create these wonderful memories for our own children. Memories of them trying to pin the tail on the donkey whilst blindfolded for instance, memories of dancing and laughing with their friends in their own home. If you have a large backyard that you can utilise – even better! So I guess that I am making the most of this possibility whilst our kids our still young enough to want to have their party at home.

Keep Them Busy

An important key to a successful party at home is to have structure, a game plan and/or a rough time schedule. When you have a large group of children in your living room, it can easily become overwhelming and out of control, especially if they are preschoolers or younger school aged children. Without control, they will be running through your living room and most likely damaging your ear drums while they’re at it. You need to have enough fun activities and games planned to keep them occupied and constantly entertained. There are reasons why pin the tail on the donkey, egg and spoon races, pass the parcel and dance games have a long history as party activities – they are actually fun and easy to set up. If you keep them entertained, they will not be running wild. Trust me, you will be thankful you had all those games planned (even if they don’t get around to playing them all).

Consider Frequency

Traditional birthday parties take a lot of preparation. So, in our household, we came to the agreement that our kids were allowed to have a large children’s party every second year. Then every other year we celebrate their birthdays low key with family members and a cake of course. In addition to this being more manageable for myself, I also feel that the kids have more anticipation and appreciation of their big birthday parties this way.

It’s the Small Things

It is important to know that young children do not particularly appreciate (or even notice) expensive and extravagant party extras, it’s the little things that they really remember. This Dutch television ad below shows a boy who attends an extravagant over the top party with elephants, motorbikes, clowns and big rides etc. Afterwards when his mum picks him up from the party and asks, “How was the party?”, he answers with, “Yeah great! We ate hotdogs for lunch!”.

Traktatie Extras

In the Netherlands, it is typical that the birthday boy/girl take something small to school to share with each of their classmates and teacher(s) on their birthday (referred to as traktatie). Now if your child is in a class of 20-30 students, this can be costly, so I try to come up with some ideas that wont break the bank, but that the kids will enjoy. I usually also run with the chosen theme when deciding on what they can share with their class mates at school on their birthday. You can be as creative as you like, but I usually go with some home made banana cupcakes or something along those lines (with the paper plates/napkins and icing/decorations in the chosen theme). They may also receive a small and inexpensive gift each as well if I can find something fun. For my son’s birthday party this past week, I decided to go with something different. As temperatures remained over thirty degrees Celsius all week, my son shared small ice cream cups (slagroomijs bekers) with each of his classmates (which cost me a whole 4 euros for 20 of them). Then in addition, as his party is monster themed, they also each received a ‘sticky monster hand’ toy (worth 60cents each from Action). They were a huge hit!

Some Birthday Party Examples..

By now, I’m sure some readers would have already said Oh, hell no! and gone back to browsing Facebook. If you are still reading this post and I haven’t scared you off yet, I’d now like to share with you some of the birthday parties that I have put together over the years. So let me begin with my daughter’s fourth birthday party, which was our first large party with fourteen of her friends…

Rainbow Themed Birthday Party

Games included: Colouring Rainbow Bright, Koekhappen, Making Fruit Loop Necklaces, Decorating our own Cupcakes, Stop Dance. Dress Code: Bright Colours.

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Dinosaur Themed Birthday Party

Games included: Pin the Tail on the T-Rex (ezeltje prik), Colouring Dino Cotton Bags, Musical Statues/Stop Dance game to the Dinosaur Roar song, Pass the Parcel, Dino Masks, Roaring Competition.

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Frozen Themed Birthday Party

Games included: Building a Snowman, Pin the Nose on Olaf game, Making an Ice Bead Bracelet, Colouring, Painting our Nails Ice Blue, Pass the Parcel, ‘Elsa, Elsa, Anna’ (Duck, Duck, Goose), Singing Competition to the Frozen soundtrack. The kids were welcome to wear their Frozen costumes if they had one.

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Monster Themed Birthday Party

Games included:  Pin the Eyes on the Monster, Pass the Parcel, Musical Statues/Stop Dance (to the Monster Mash), Build a Monster, Bobbing for Apples (appelhappen), ‘Cookie, Cookie, Monster’ (Duck, Duck Goose), Colouring a Monster.

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So just remember: Choose a theme and stick with it, give yourself plenty of time to prepare, and plan enough games to keep them busy.

One final tip: Before the party begins, ask your partner or a friend if they could take photos. You will have your hands full and most likely won’t get a chance to capture those kodak moments.

Organising a birthday party for your child is very rewarding. It takes a lot of work, but the smile on their faces when they wake up on their birthday and see the decorations, when they see and taste their cake, and whilst they are playing party games with their friends makes it all worth while. We do it all for the kids.

So if you are feeling up for the challenge of hosting a children’s party in your own home, I hope this post has given you some helpful hints and inspiration. Good luck and I’m sure your son or daughter will appreciate all your hard work in giving them a wonderful party that they will always remember.

Kristen x

Beschuit met Muisjes

Today I met my friend’s adorable little daughter. As is tradition here in the Netherlands, I was served pink muisjes on a beschuit (rusk biscuit) to celebrate the birth of a girl. Blue muisjes are served to guests when a baby boy is born.


Muisjes are made of aniseeds with a sugared and colored outer layer. Muisjes, meaning “little mice” in Dutch, are named because the anise seed sprinkles are shaped like little mice, with the stem of the anise seed resembling a tail.


As early as the 17th century, the parents of a newborn baby gave away beschuit with a layer of butter and muisjes to the baby’s visitors. Up until the 20th century, only white muisjes were available. It wasn’t until later that the pink and blue colours were introduced. Muisjes became a tradition and were initially given to new mothers as the anise in the muisjes was thought to stimulate lactation, and they symbolized fertility.


Beschuit with muisjes are now so popular, that not only are they given to the baby’s family and visitors at home, but they are also commonly taken to school by older siblings to share, or are presented to colleagues at work. Every supermarket in the Netherlands sells boxes of muisjes. “De Ruijter” have been making them since 1860 and is currently the only brand that produces muisjes. It is so lovely to see this tradition continuing on today.

Do you like the taste?




Free Fruit for Kids

Since last year, supermarkets around the world began giving away free fruit to children when grocery shopping with their parents. What a great initiative! Recently, people became much more aware of this idea when the below photo went viral on social media..

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Millions of Facebook users liked or shared the photo. Never have I been more appreciative of this great initiative as I was today. On the way home from work and school, I needed to pop into our local supermarket to grab some food for dinner and the kids were in their usual post-school ‘feed-me-now-or-I-will-die’ kind of moods. They were on the verge of a massive meltdown as we entered the store. They were tired and hungry (so was I).  The last thing they wanted to do was go shopping.

As we entered the fruit and vegie section, wondering why on earth I chose to put myself through this additional stress, I spotted a large box full of fruit with the sign..”Gratis fruit voor kinderen” (Free fruit for children).  Thank god! I thought. The kids grabbed an apple each, took a bite, smiles appeared on their faces, and what was to be a stressful and embarrassing situation became a pleasant one.

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Even though this idea is not new in the Netherlands, it has definately become more common. Since the beginning of 2016, I have noticed the box of fruit for kids in most supermarkets I visit. In addition to easing the shopping process for parents, it is also increasing awareness of a healthy diet.  A win-win situation!  The idea of try before you buy is also a bonus, though far from a new concept in supermarkets. In the Netherlands, it is common to be able to taste blocks of cheese, pieces of donuts, candy, cake and coffee before you purchase. Fruit is a healthier and much welcomed alternative!

At the moment, free fruit is not consistent in supermarkets throughout the country, as is up to each local store whether or not they choose to take part. So I do hope that all supermarkets will follow suit and join in with this fun and healthy initiative to promote healthy kids and sane parents!

Does your local supermarket(s) offer free fruit for kids?


Date Night

My husband and I have been together for sixteen years. In the beginning I spent quite a lot of my time each day, making sure that I looked good for him. I had a daily ritual which involved shaving, moisturising, working out, applying makeup to perfection etc. However, many times since we were married nine years ago, he has seen me looking far from perfect. Actually, he has seen me looking like I was just attacked by bear. In a bush. Then dragged through it backwards. He has also seen me give birth. Twice. Need I say more?  Generally, I choose not to burp in front of my husband. However if I do, I am not crippled with shame. It has been a long, long time since I was worried about my husband seeing me look (or sound) bad. But I still like to make an effort to look nice for him too.

Since we had kids, life began to revolve around the children. As it should. But romance did tend to die out a little. We soon realised that it was just as important to keep our relationship with each other tip-top, as it was bringing up our children in a successful manner. Thus, date night came about. Nowadays, once a month we hire a babysitter, reserve a table at a local restaurant and go on a date night. The anticipation of our night out together, child-free is wonderful. I like to put on a nice dress and do my makeup, then we head out into town, hand in hand. It is so lovely to sit in a nice non-child friendly restaurant and have a non-interrupted conversation with each other. Granted, the topic of our conversation usually falls back to the children. But, we talk about them with smiles on our faces and reflect on how fast they are growing up. We drink a few wines, get a little giggly and by the end of the night we usually end up making out like teenagers, re-finding that spark that attracted us to each other sixteen years ago.


My husband will probably kill me for sharing this photo LOL, but it’s for a good cause :). Everyone has heard about date nights before, but yet, if you’re like most couples, you’ll read it, you’ll note it, and then you’ll ignore it. We have busy lives and so we forget to make the effort or we are simply too tired and the temptation to lounge on the couch and watch Netflix is too much. Don’t get me wrong, I love these nights in too, but I highly recommend that couples make date night a regular occurrence. A family night out to the movies or eating out at one of Beren restaurants with your kids doesn’t count (although also great!). Book that babysitter. Mark it on your calendar. Maybe even buy a new dress and just enjoy the anticipation of it. Date night is not a luxury, it’s an essential.

So when will your next date night be?



The laid back approach to raising bilingual children

We all know that learning a language as a child is a hell of a lot easier than learning one as an adult. Their little brains are like sponges and children can make learning a language look like a stroll in the park. That is why exposing our children to a second (third, or more!) language is one of the greatest gifts we can give them.

However, parents of bilingual children and professionals in this field can be quite opinionated in the correct method of raising bilingual or trilingual children. What is the best way to ensure your children are able to speak more than one language?  There are so many strategies. Do you go with the “One Person, One Language (OPOL)” approach, meaning that one of the child’s parents always speaks one language, and the other always speaks a different language? Or maybe the “Minority Language at Home (ML@H)” method, where everyone speaks the same language at home which is not the dominant language in the surrounding community?

There are also so many questions that are expected to be answered when you are preparing to become parents to bilingual children; Who speaks which languages, When specific languages are spoken, and Which languages the child is expected to use. Should you always speak only your mother tongue language to your children? Simultaneous language development or sequential second language learning? It can all be quite overwhelming if you let it. I really do not believe that it needs to be so cut and dry, so black or white. So I’d like to tell you my story and explain our laid back approach to raising our bilingual children.

I am Australian and therefore English is my native language. My husband is Dutch, so Dutch is his native language, however his English is just as good as mine. Since we first met fifteen years ago we have always spoken our common language with each other, which was English. Even though we now live in the Netherlands and I am learning Dutch, we still automatically speak English with each other. It is comfortable for us both and a habit that was developed early on. Although we have tried several times to switch to Dutch, we always automatically fall back to English. So we continue to speak English with each other.

Our two children were both born in Australia and when they were aged 2.5 and 9 months, we immigrated to the Netherlands. So my daughter was already speaking English well at the time. Around our daughter’s third birthday, we enrolled her into a Dutch peuterspeelzaal (playgroup). We wanted to expose her to more Dutch and ‘get the ball rolling’ so to say on building her second language. Peuterspeelzaal was just 2.5 hours, two mornings per week and she was able to begin learning Dutch in a fun environment as she played with other children her age. We were informed early on during a routine check up at the consultatiebureau (child health centre) that as Dutch was not our daughter’s main language at home, we were entitled to a special language subsidy program. She then began attending the playgroup for four half days per week and amazingly the government subsidised the majority of the cost — I believe we paid just 10 euros per month!.

She immediately began picking up Dutch words and within a couple of months, her sentences were made up of both Dutch and English words. At home, we watched children’s television programs in Dutch and my husband would read bed time stories in Dutch. After about four months, she knew the difference between Dutch words and English words, and would ask the child carers or her dad what the Dutch word was if she didn’t know. Within a year, she had completely switched over to speak Dutch 100% of the time (at both playgroup and at home). I continued to speak English to her at home. She understood what I was saying, but always responded in Dutch.

At 2.5 years of age, my son was also enrolled in the same subsidised program at the peuterspeelzaal. To be honest, I am not sure what my son’s native language is. His first words were a combination of both English and Dutch words. He grew up speaking Dutch with his dad and sister, and English with me. However, as soon as he began at the peuterspeelzaal, Dutch quickly became his dominant language.

My daughter began at a Dutch elementary school (basisschool) at four years of age and my son remained in the peuterspeelzaal for four half days per week. Actually, for about two full years, I did not hear my children speak English. For both children, Dutch had become their main language of choice and they would not answer me in English anymore. Even though I dearly missed hearing them speak English, I was extremely proud of how well they had picked up their second language. They still understood everything I said to them in English and I mostly continued to speak English at home in the hope that one day, that ‘English speaking switch’ would flick back on again. Switching back and forth between the two languages was something they had not yet accomplished at this stage.

Then I began working at an International school. At the ages of three and five, our children were given the opportunity to begin attending that same school. At this particular school, classes were taught in English. Within six months, both children were speaking English again. It was liberating to hear them speak English and wonderful to see them being able to switch back and forth between the two languages when needed.

Moving them to an International school was not an easy decision by all means. I was keen to hear them speak English again, but it was also just an important to us that they were able to speak Dutch fluently. However, not only did the school offer Dutch classes every day as a core subject, it also split the Dutch classes within every grade level into ‘Dutch as a Second Language’ and ‘Dutch at a Native Level’. Our children were able to join the native level classes, so we decided to give it a go. We also made the decision that any after school activities such as swimming lessons, football and ballet etc. would always be in Dutch with other local Dutch children, rather than in English at the school. They also play with their Dutch neighbours most days after school. So outside of school, they still receive plenty of practice speaking Dutch.

At home we speak both Dutch and English. We alternate in watching movies in both Dutch and English (thank you Netflix audio options!). Sometimes I read them their bed time story in English, but most nights, their dad will read them a story in Dutch. Sometimes we play CDs in the car that are full of Dutch children’s songs and sometimes we play English ones. Around the table at dinner time, the four of us go back and forth between the two languages constantly. Sometimes my husband speaks Dutch to them, sometimes English. Sometimes our children will speak Dutch to us, sometimes English. We have no set rules and just go with the flow. But I don’t believe that this combination of languages is confusing for them. On the contrary, they seem to be thriving!

I had always assumed that one must first learn to read and write in your native language before it would be possible to begin learning how to read and write in another. However, my daughter is proving me wrong. Currently at school, she is learning how to read and write in both English and Dutch simultaneously. Every day she receives literacy lessons in English from her native English classroom teacher and in Dutch from a native Dutch teacher. She is now able to read, write and speak in both languages even though vowels are sounded out so differently and sentence structures couldn’t be more dissimilar. Much to my surprise and delight, during her daily Dutch class she even seems to be keeping up with Dutch children attending Dutch schools.

We can only hope that we continue to witness both of our children thriving in both languages, which I am sure will be the case. My greatest dream is that they mature into young adults that are confidently and fluently able to communicate, and complete further studies if they desire, in either or both of their two languages. Our laid back approach may not be right for others and obviously attending an international school is not possible or the right choice for everyone. I figure, as long as our children are exposed to both languages enough on a daily basis, it will happen naturally. As they like to say here in the Netherlands, “Het komt wel goed” (everything will be fine).



Flying solo .. with two kids

My husband and I have always travelled together for family visits and vacations around the world. Once we had kids, we continued to fly together (including multiple trips between Australia and the Netherlands). The four of us travelled together as a family unit. Always.


However, we were then faced with a dilemma which forced me question my ‘we-should-do-everything-together’ kind of attitude. Due to work circumstances, it looks as though my husband will not be able to travel back to Australia this Christmas. I then had to choose; wait another year (making it four years since we’ve been back to Australia), or go alone with our two children.

This also poses the problem that if I go, we will be spending our first ever Christmas apart from each other, which I do not like the sound of. Christmas is about family and being together. So the idea of us being apart for Christmas upsets me. However, at the same time, the idea of being together with my family in Australia for Christmas excites me. What to do?

Typically, I have had the mind set of ‘we all go, or we don’t go’. However, I have recently noticed that quite a few of my international friends here in Holland have made multiple trips home without their husbands, kid(s) in tow. Granted their journey is not quite as long, but I have been surprised to see that flying solo with kids is more common than I had assumed. I am well aware that in order for me to be happy here in the Netherlands, I need to fly back to see my family at least every three years (obviously every two years is preferred, but due to the cost this is challenging). In addition, my family are dying to see the kids.

So I have decided to take the plunge and have booked our tickets! For the first time, I am going to travel 24 hours to the other side of the world, on my own with two kids. Am I crazy? Maybe. But a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do.

This time I will not have that extra pair of hands to help out. So I have taken a few steps in order to make the trip a little more manageable. Firstly, I have reserved our three seats together with a child on either side of me for all four of our long-haul flights (for two reasons really; so that I can assist them both when needed, and to avoid any of the annoying sibling taunting and bickering which seems oh so frequent lately!). I have booked with an airline that I am comfortable with, and our layover in each direction is at an airport that I am familiar with. I have found flights that offer a short (less than two hour) layover in order to minimise our total travel time. Each of our kids will carry their own backpacks, full of activities and snacks to keep them busy. I have accepted the challenge and am confident that I can make this experience a fairly stress-free one. Hopefully.

If you have any other tips that you can give me to make this journey a smooth one for us all, I’d be happy to hear them. To all my family and friends in Victoria, Australia — we very much look forward to seeing you all in December!


What my parents taught me about parenting

My parents had four children by the time they had reached 25 and I was the oldest. I look back at how they raised us girls and I can only admire them. They raised us to be honest, well-mannered girls with good morals and we always felt loved. I had no idea just how difficult it was to be a ‘good’ parent, until I was trying to be one. Here are the valuable parenting techniques that my parents have taught me along the way.

Always back each other up

My parents made an agreement with each other early on in their parenting ‘career’, that they would never disagree with each other in front of us kids. If, for some reason, one parent did not agree with a particular parenting tactic/method used, then it would be discussed later on – in private. In front of us kids, they ALWAYS backed each other up. No matter what.


Parents behave differently and children quickly learn what “works” with one parent and not the other.  They learn which parent they can manipulate and which one they can’t. Not once can I ever remember asking dad for somthing and if he said no, then going to ask mum. I knew from a very early age, that if one parent said ‘no’, then both parents meant ‘no’. They were aways consistent with one another. ‘No’ always meant ‘no’. Consistency between parents is so important. My parents’ love and attention was also equally distributed between us four girls. This also applied to gifts; my parents had the agreement with each other that what was given to one child, had to be given to all four. This rule remained consistent throughout my childhood and still remains in place to this day. Also with consistency, comes routine. Children love routine. Simple things like always having dinner together at the dining table each evening or always reading a story before bed. They thrive on it, expect it each day and love it.


Such a basic one, yet so important. This one, I do just as my parents did. Right from the start, I began to teach our children these basic, but necessary skills. Every time I passed a toy or spoon etc onto our first baby, I would say ‘ta’ and every time she gave me somthing back, I would again repeat ‘ta’. Eventually she learnt to say ‘ta’ on her own (this was one of her first words) and this then went on to become ‘thank you’ as she grew older. Same goes for our son. Next step was to get them into the habit of saying please when they wanted somthing, which sounded more like ‘peeease’. Consistently throughout their toddler years I drilled the Thank you’s and Please’s into them over and over again and now, finally, they do it all on their own at the appropriate moments. Never interrupting while my parents were talking and being quiet while they were on the phone were also big rules in our house when I was a child – Still working on these ones with our kids..

Always Follow Through

If you say it and mean it, always follow through with what you say. Children know when you mean what you say and when you don’t. They are cleverer than you think! If you tell them a consequence for being naughty, always follow through with that said consequence. For example, if you use the 1-2-3 method. There is a consequence if you reach 3. If you have told them that this consequence is the naughty corner for example, and they are still misbehaving once you have reached 3, be sure to follow through and do it. I must admit, this has been surprising difficult for me. I give way too my warnings before following through with a consequence. Just how slowly can one count to three? I think because I work full time and I am always tired, I have less patience and give in easier. But it is no excuse and I do realise that this rule is very important and I am trying my hardest to follow through with everything I say. This applies to both discipline and promises.


This was a big one in our family home when I was growing up. Lying was NOT tolerated. Full Stop. My parents also made me feel comfortable enough to be able to speak openly and honestly to them whenever I needed to, no matter how awkward the topic.

Never fight in front of the kids

During my entire childhood, right up until I left home at 18 years of age, I can only remember mum and dad having an argument with each other less than a handful of times. They always kept their disagreements behind closed doors. It was never in front of us kids.  This is so important. Kids are so sensitive to tension and other emotions, so do your kids a favour and keep them out of it.

Teach your children the value of money

My parents were farmers, so we were far from rich. Us kids were not given everything we wanted and we never took money for granted. If we wanted somthing, we had to earn it. We took on chores around the farm, such as milking the cows, washing out the dairy, cooking dinner or massaging dad’s feet. We were paid 50 cents per hour. I earnt enough to buy my first CD this way, 50 cents at a time with a tally sheet up on the fridge. I knew from a very young age that ‘money didn’t grow on trees’. Some parents give their children everything they want and rarely say ‘no’. Maybe out of guilt or maybe they believe that their child will suffer trauma if his every desire is not met. Children will suffer much more throughout their lives if they develop the belief that love means others should give them everything they ask for. Teaching our children that money needs to be earned is such a vital life lesson that they will thank us for as adults.

Love Unconditionally

This one almost goes without saying. Showing (and telling) your children each and every day that they are loved is a priority as a parent. Simple things like always giving them a kiss goodnight, playing with them, hugging them, spending quality time with them and praising them when they do well. Make the effort to make your kids feel loved every day.


Parents sometimes believe that giving children what they want, and not burdening them with rules, will show them that they are loved. However, I have learnt that children thrive when those rules, routines and the above tips are in place.

I do not claim to be an expert. Far from it. I am still learning how to put these above rules into practice myself. If, eventually, I can be even close to the parent for my children that my parents were for me, then I will be a very content mum with well brought up kids, ready to take on the world….politely.

Pregnancy and Childbirth: My Story(s)

Don’t worry, I will leave out the gory details. It is safe to continue reading.. 🙂  Giving birth is a natural process that woman have been doing since the beginning of time. Still, they are my two greatest accomplishments. It amazes me as to what the human body is capable of. The stretching of your skin and uterus as your stomach expands and then inevitably the process of giving birth.

My First Pregnancy

In May 2008, I stood there in the bathroom staring at the pregnancy test shocked by what I was seeing. Slowly it was sinking in.. I was pregnant! We had been trying for a couple of months but still, that morning I had prepared myself for another negative outcome. It was the best news ever and I ran to tell my husband!

I enjoyed every day of my pregnancy. As my stomach grew, we admired the miracle that it was, a tiny human was growing inside me! Once I began to feel the movements, it felt even more miraculous. We decided not to find out the sex of our baby and looked forward to a wonderful surprise. I read loads of books, counted down the weeks, and kept a journal, writing down how I felt every week along the way. The entire pregnancy went smoothly without a problem until one night in November whilst sleeping, my waters broke. I was just 34 weeks pregnant. I had not packed my bags and I was expected at work the next day. I called the hospital and was asked to come in straight away. The doctor gave me a shot of steroids to help strengthen the baby’s lungs and informed me that we would be meeting our baby in the next day or two!

Early labour began a few hours after I arrived at hospital; I began feeling slight cramps and these slowly became noticeable contractions every 5-10 minutes, but still mild and manageable. After several hours of these contractions I was thinking to myself, “This is not too bad at all! I can totally do this. I don’t know what all the fuss is about. I must just have a high pain threshold”.

Then Active Labour set in. Well that was a whole other ball game. The pain was unbearable. I somehow managed to get into a warm bath to try and help ease the pain, but the contractions just kept coming one after the other with no recovery time in between. They offered me pain relief and I opted for the Nitrous Oxide gas. I sucked on that gas like my life depended on it! I had quickly also moved into Transitional Labour, as I was soon to be told that during that one hour in the bath, I had dilated from 1 to 10cm! Needless to say, it was an incredibly intense hour of excruciating pain.

Suddenly, everything seemed to calm down and I actually almost fell asleep in the bath. I was almost ready to begin pushing. Due to the fact that our baby was at a gestational age of just 34.6 weeks, the midwife helped me out of the bath and onto the bed. I would have loved to have stayed in that bath. After twenty minutes of pushing, our beautiful baby was born. It was a girl!!! At 2.6kg, she was tiny, but a great weight considering. She was perfect and so alert, eyes wide open and looking around. We fell instantly in love with our baby daughter. As her lungs were functioning well and the breastfeeding was going to plan, we were able to go home after just four days in the hospital.

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My Second Pregnancy

I took six months maternity leave after having our first child to be a full time mum and then went back to work part time. My employer was extremely flexible and understanding, allowing me to work from home. In December 2009, one month after our daughter had her first birthday, we fell pregnant again! We were super excited to add another little addition to our family.

Being pregnant and having a child who was not yet walking was a little challenging. Particularly towards the end of the pregnancy when I could no longer carry her, and our daughter was still learning how to walk independently. So needless to say, we went everywhere slowly. I remember once trying to simply cross the road. We held hands and began to cross. Then my daughter fell half way across the road and refused to get up. She was very much aware that I was unable to lift her and she flat out refused to stand up on her own, finally doing so after a lengthy tantrum, when she noticed a car coming towards her. Even though this pregnancy posed new challenges that I had not dealt with the first time around, overall the pregnancy once again went smoothly. I was still able to enjoy being pregnant and just like the first time, I kept a regular weekly journal. I enjoyed tracking our baby’s development and was feeling really well. Once again I continued to work right up until the day before I went into labour. This time I made it to 38 weeks.

Once again, the early labour lasted several hours, but my waters had not yet broken. We headed into the hospital once my contractions were an average of three minutes apart. After a few more hours of breathing through the mild contractions, the midwives checked and informed me that I was only 1-2cms dilated and not progressing. They decided to move me out of the labour ward and down to the recovery ward, assuming that it would be a long night. As soon as I reached the recovery room, during an intense contraction, my waters broke. This then set me immediately into active labour. I could no longer walk through those intense contractions, so they sat me in a wheelchair, quickly brought me back to the labour ward, got me into the bath (as previously discussed) and finally gave me the precious gas to suck on which took the edge off.

This time I was determined to have a water birth. The bath is the place where I feel the most relaxed, so it was the perfect place for me to give birth. The midwife dimmed the lights and put some relaxing music on. My husband was kneeling on one side of the bath massaging my back and mum was on the other side, holding my head above the water while I battled the unexplainable, relentless pain and sucked on my gas. I had decided to invite mum into the birthing suite at the last minute to join us. I felt more comfortable the second time around and I knew that sharing this experience would be just as special to her as it was for me. Once again, I had dilated to 10cms within one hour. I was so relaxed in that bath that once again, I almost fell asleep during the transitional phase before pushing began. This time I didn’t have to get out and I had a midwife who was comfortable and experienced with water births. After 15 minutes of pushing, our son was born into the world and placed on my stomach in the bath. He weighed 3.1kgs and was perfect.

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Being pregnant and becoming a mum was overall the most enjoyable and wondrous experience that I will treasure for the rest of my life. I was able to breastfeed them both for 12 months, and they were both such happy, smiley babies. It has been a pure joy to nurture them and witness each and every step along the way as they grew and developed into the children that they are today.

Time has flown and suddenly we have two school aged children.. but you can read more about that in my post, I Can See the Light!

I Can See The Light!

For years my days were scheduled around feeds, nap times, nappy changes etc. Our kids are now 5 and 7 years old. They now both sleep a full twelve hours through the night without waking!. They now both sleep without nappies or have any ‘accidents’ in bed. They now both dress themselves for school and feed themselves at the dinner table without assistance required. They now both shower themselves, go to the toilet themselves and brush their own teeth. So you see, I can see the light!

Life is indeed becoming easier for my husband and I, as our two kids have now passed the baby, toddler and pre-schooler ages, and are now two independent school-aged children, who love to do things for themselves. In fact, they thrive on being able to show us how well they can do daily tasks on their own (and we love to see it!).

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved being a mum of little ones. I loved being pregnant and loved having a baby in the house. Sometimes I do miss having a little teeny baby in our home and I do miss the miraculous feeling of a human moving inside my tummy. I had always wanted four children. I grew up in a family of six, and loved having three siblings to play with. Our house was always fun, loud and busy.. and I loved it.

When I hold someone else’s baby, I always get extremely ‘clucky’. I’m only 35, I think. I could easily have another baby. I toy with the idea for a bit. Hmmm that would be nice… Then I tell myself to snap out of it! Life is so easy now! Going back to do that all over again; the two-hourly feeds through the night, the constant nappy changes. No, I’m just not going there again. Now I just have my dose of baby cuddles with my friends’ babies, and then I can hand the little bundle of joy back to his/her mum once the crying starts :).

My daughter was born five weeks early. She was a tiny, skinny little 2.5kg baby and now she is such a little lady. She is the tallest in her class and growing up so fast. At 7 she can now read, write and speak both Dutch and English. It is so wonderful watching her grow and develop into the bubbly, friendly and caring girl that she is. Our son was always a mama’s boy and I still get plenty of hugs, but now that he is getting a little older, he is more interested in playing outside with his mates on their bikes or with a soccer ball. He does however, love to help me cook dinner and sets the table for me every night. We are so extremely content with our two happy and healthy children.

I can finally say that I am no longer sleep deprived ..and I am loving it.



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