We Do OK. – RRSAHM

Tweet We Do OK. by Lori Dwyer on September 24, 2012 · 5 comments My son is almost five years old. It’s been a while since I’ve witnessed him suffer a temper tantrum of a Force Ten velocity. I can attribute that to him growing older, I guess, but I think it’s a cruelly inverse […]

Sucking. – RRSAHM

Tweet Sucking. by Lori Dwyer on October 7, 2012 · 14 comments There are so many facets of this single parenting gig that suck some serious arse. I hate that my children wear the brunt of my frustration with the way hours pass by and whole days fade into midnight. Minutes feel like melted butter […]

Thirteen Days and Counting. – RRSAHM

Tweet Thirteen Days and Counting. by Lori Dwyer on December 11, 2012 · 12 comments In case you missed it yesterday on Twitter, I have some very, very bad news. George the kitten, may he rest in peace, was found squashed and mangled roadside not far from the TonyTrainHouse, in the same place Scarlette the […]

The Cure To Having Too Much To Do (and two very cute Santas). – RRSAHM

Tweet The Cure To Having Too Much To Do (and two very cute Santas). by Lori Dwyer on November 23, 2012 · 4 comments Hotel rooms are perfect for suspending reality. I stayed in the Palais Royale hotel at Katoomba last weekend, thanks to hotels.com and their Welcome Rewards program- it’s like a coffee card, […]

The RRSAHM #BrilliantRoadTrip – RRSAHM

Tweet The RRSAHM #BrilliantRoadTrip by Lori Dwyer on December 13, 2012 · 6 comments Sometimes, cool stuff happens. Long term jellybeans may remember a few months ago when I did the Black Dog Ride, with my mate the Bear. We cruised– at some kind of exceptional speed– down the Putty Road from Scone to TinyTrainTown. […]

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Search: label/children Full Meal Regression by Lori Dwyer on September 4, 2012 · 9 comments Full meal regression. (adverb; ‘full me–al re–gres–sion’; eg “That spaghetti bolognaise she attempted clearly shows she’s in a state of  full meal regression”)Definition: The state of one’s cooking and meal delivery skills when in rapid decline. *** It’s hardly a […]

Holes. – RRSAHM

Tweet Holes. by Lori Dwyer on October 29, 2012 · 8 comments I took my kids to Paradise this weekend, with their bestest mate Princess Boofhead and her mum. They ran themselves ragged at the beach. Ate ice cream and drank lemonade and played at the park and argued and fought and had the most […]

What's A God? – RRSAHM

Tweet What’s A God? by Lori Dwyer on February 11, 2013 · 7 comments The discussions I have with my son amaze me. I wonder– was I ever this serious, this inquisitive? I doubt it. Or if I were, then I don’t remember it. Or maybe I was, and my parents were never as determined […]

The Active Avoidance of Resenting My Kids – RRSAHM

Tweet The Active Avoidance of Resenting My Kids by Lori Dwyer on December 9, 2011 · 14 comments Most days, the things that pulls at the insides and dents my self esteem is the simple frustration of self flagellating mother guilt. Out of all the things in this situation that hurt, all of them that […]

The Chop Does Big School- Part One – RRSAHM

Tweet The Chop Does Big School- Part One by Lori Dwyer on January 30, 2013 · 12 comments The Chop starts Big School this Thursday. He’s delighted, more excited than I’ve ever seen him. Ready, in fact, to go off and catch the school bus alone, should I let him (not likely…). I’m… OK with […]

tinytraintown

tinytraintown The Sticks. by Lori Dwyer on April 29, 2013 · 8 comments I find myself occasionally feeling as though I have to defend my decision to live contentedly here in TinyTrainTown– in the sticks. Semi–rural. Bush. ‘All the way out here’. Each and every courier, tradesman or journo who’s ever come to the TinyTrainHouse […]

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Search: label/clown You Wanna Know About Me? by Lori Dwyer on November 18, 2012 · 50 comments Really? OK then… brace yourself. And remember; you asked for it. My name is Lori. I’m thirty one years old, and I live a little way out of Sydney, Australia. I always thought I was common-or-garden variety normal… […]

Teens – RRSAHM

Tweet Teens by Lori Dwyer on February 19, 2013 · 3 comments I have had two teenage girls staying with me for most of the last week. Long story, short… everyone needs a safe place. Especially if they’re only just eighteen and come from a somewhat dysfunctional place, through no fault of their own. They’re both gorgeous […]

My Daughter – RRSAHM

Tweet My Daughter by Lori Dwyer on July 11, 2012 · 8 comments I’ve missed more than twelve months of my daughter growing up, and I think the regret I feel for that– low and distant right now, with the heady feeling of thunderclouds in the distance– will intensify over time. In fact, I think […]

TV Me

TV Me Lori Gets A Nose Job. by Lori Dwyer on February 26, 2013 · 6 comments Sometimes, for o other reason than the opportunity presenting itself, I do ridiculous things. Like having my nostrils waxed in a very pubic place, filming it and putting it on YouTube. Enjoy. { 6 comments } Shut Up […]

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Search: label/Paradise The Coolest Toy I’ve Ever Seen. by Lori Dwyer on December 17, 2012 · 7 comments As we’ve discussed many times before, my kids have a thing for trains. Steam trains, in particular. I consider it some kind of karmic punishment. I hated Thomas as a kid, probably only because my younger brother […]

Lady Moo – RRSAHM

Tweet Lady Moo by Lori Dwyer on November 21, 2011 · 25 comments Tiny flower Once a bud Your folds  And creases Smoothing out Growing up  Towards the light A vital mass of cells and water That is Love That is My daughter “Bud” from the novel Handbags and Gladrags by Maggie Alderson I discovered […]

"It's OK For You, You Like Kids…" – RRSAHM

Tweet “It’s OK For You, You Like Kids…” by Lori Dwyer on June 15, 2012 · 29 comments I consider myself to be blessed in that I have access to affordable, good quality child care for my kids. I would absolutely lose my freaking mind without it. The Chop, emotionally handful that he always has […]

Spring – RRSAHM

Tweet Spring by Lori Dwyer on August 21, 2012 · 12 comments Things shift and change again. Maybe this time it will be a blessing. We have been in the TinyTrainHouse almost a year. My daughter turns three next month. My baby boy, my son… he starts school next year. I will be thirty one […]

Spring – RRSAHM

Tweet Spring by Lori Dwyer on August 21, 2012 · 12 comments Things shift and change again. Maybe this time it will be a blessing. We have been in the TinyTrainHouse almost a year. My daughter turns three next month. My baby boy, my son… he starts school next year. I will be thirty one […]

WIn Stuff

WIn Stuff A Mother’s Day GiveAway (To make up for all those other presents you’ll get). by Lori Dwyer on April 19, 2013 · 16 comments This Mother’s Day giveaway happily brought to you by David Jones online store. Mother’s Day in Australia is the second Sunday in May. It’s somewhat of a dividing issue, […]

Nature of Grief, Part Two- Daddy and The Stars. – RRSAHM

Tweet Nature of Grief, Part Two- Daddy and The Stars. by Lori Dwyer on March 15, 2012 · 7 comments Part One is here… My little boy breaks my heart every day. I love him to absolute pieces- I’ve never known anyone as completely as I know him. I know just about everything there is […]

Search: label/urban decay

Search: label/urban decay The Bus On Putty Road by Lori Dwyer on April 5, 2013 · 3 comments You might remember that just before Christmas, my mate Auntie Mickey and I went urban exploring on the Putty Road. One of the more amazing things we discovered was The Bus, and the many rumours that swirled […]

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Search: label/bump My Son Has Been Kidnapped and Replaced With Some Kind of Alien. by Lori Dwyer on May 2, 2013 · 7 comments My son has been kidnapped and replaced with some kind of highly energised, relentlessly obnoxious alien being. Which may sound overly dramatic, but on some days- like today- certainly feels true. […]

Food

Food Gastronomical Subterfuge‏ by Lori Dwyer on March 8, 2013 · 5 comments My children are fussy, finicky eaters. The Chop especially. He takes after me. The Bump has inherited her father’s appetite (”Can’t talk, eating…”), but has still been sadly influenced by me. Both my kids will pick and pull at food. They often […]