I’m fakin’ it – my smile that is, and it’s making life sweeter

I’m experimenting with my smile. In that I’m trying to keep one on my face for most of the day. Not the toothy, forced type that might scare a small child, but a gentle, pleasant, peaceful version. In the moments when I would tune in to my facial expression, more often than not I’d find my teeth gritted and brows …

Finding a state of selfish grace

This afternoon, the mid-year school holidays will kick off here, which means ‘me’ time will be in short supply for a few weeks (more so than usual). While the holidays offer a break from the burden of packing school lunches and the pain of cracking the homework whip, they also mean the absence of peace, quiet and space, and limited …

When you know better, but stuff up anyway

Don’t you hate it when you know better but you screw yourself anyway? Those times when you know damn well that you’re making every mistake in the book and yet you keep on at it? I’ve been there again recently despite knowing a hell of a lot better. It’s like watching your kid fall – those times when you know …

Motherhood

Without doubt there will be tears tomorrow when my children present me with the collection of paper they have spent the better part of today turning into ‘Mother’s Day surprises’. Already I have the hand-written card the six-year-old made at school, and which I needed a teacher to translate the writing for me. The accompanying cupcake decorated in class was …

Do life, not chores: be a rockstar

One of the hardest things about being a mum is time. There’s never enough of it. Days are a constant negotiation between the things we have to do and the things we want to do, and it’s the wants that always lose. Those things like go for a walk, have a soak in the tub, sit and read, do a …

Simple school holidays

I love old-fashioned. I really do. Maybe it’s because old-fashioned to me is defined as … my childhood, grandmothers, cups of tea, climbing trees, simple good food, tablecloths, colouring in, knitting and crochet, the library … It all makes me feel safe, nourished, loved, and I think that’s because everything old-fashioned reminds me of my grandmothers and times I spent …

Husband v kids – what’s the biggest priority?

Years ago, a girlfriend said to me that her husband was her first priority, over her children. At the time, I was the bleary-eyed, leaky-breasted, hormone-laden mother of a two-year-old and eight-week old, so I found her comments outrageous. That anything could be more important than the all-consuming love affair I was having with my babies was just nonsense. Of …

KISS me, everywhere

No, it’s not a raunchy love letter. It’s my life mantra. Keep It Simple, Stupid. It’s what they teach to journalism students and cadets when it comes to writing copy – keep it simple, to the point, don’t over-complicate it. The KISS rule. Get to the essence of what’s important and focus on that. Don’t try and be clever by …

Rachael Jansen

Selfish is not (always) a dirty word

Being selfish isn’t about anything more than showing yourself some respect. It’s not about failing to care for your family, but making sure you don’t fail to take care of yourself. It’s about showing yourself the same consideration, care and attention that you do for everyone else. When you take the time to put yourself first, you’re showing yourself that …