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Paula Kuka  Witty & pretty #mumlife musings coz ๐Ÿ˜‚ beats ๐Ÿ˜ญ ๐ŸŒฟ ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ I love my work being shared with credit ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ ๐ŸŒฟ My landscape account @commonwildlandscape

There is nothing sweeter than watching your childrenโ€™s relationship develop. ๐Ÿค”

Lately I've been quite focused on what he can't do.... So I wanted to take a moment to appreciate all the amazing things he can do.
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He can light up a room with his cheeky grin.
He can make his little sister smile and giggle (and pretty much do anything he wants her to do).
He can eat a ridiculous amount of hummus sandwiches.
He can open doors. All the doors. All the time. And close them. Then open them. Then close them.
He can scoot, sing, run, climb, dance, ride, bounce the happy day away.
He can melt my heart in a moment (often, just when I'm about to lose it).

I thought I was the only one who did this. Then I saw a story by the very funny and delightfully honest @hipster_mum and realised THIS IS A THING! ๐Ÿคญ

FRIDAY FLORALS
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This was a pattern I made a while ago and then completely forgot about (sometimes I forget I have two children so this isn't strange). I've added it to my redbubble store. Making patterns is very therapeutic ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿ™. I would love to design some fabric to cover a mid century arm chair I have. Part of me wants to make an art deco jungle type vibe ... But maybe that's too unoriginal and I should do something a bit more fun... Like turning seagulls in flower hats into a pattern!? Any other suggestions? Greyhounds? Nudibranchs? ๐Ÿค”

I went to the doctor a few weeks ago because I was feeling so crappy that I was hoping there was something wrong with me. Just a minor deficiency I could take a supplement for and start feeling better. The doctor called with my results and told me I either had A. kidney failureย  or B.ย  I was dehydrated. (Look, they probably werenโ€™t her exact words but that was the gist). So I drank some water and was retested and everything came back normal. So, for no reason other than the fact Iโ€™m breastfeeding a baby every two hours around the clockโ€ฆ Iโ€™m probably drinking more coffee than I shouldโ€ฆ and I completely forgot to drink water for a day or two I was dehydrated enough for it to show up in a blood test. JEEEZ WOMAN DRINK SOME WATER ๐Ÿ’ฆ
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Sometimes the reason Iโ€™m feeling a little weighed down is as simple as having something to eatโ€ฆor a big glass of water. Or maybe just acknowledging that of course Iโ€™m bloody tired I was up half the night. Yes, its ok to complain about being tired but itโ€™s also a good idea to push through it because letโ€™s be honestโ€ฆ if you spend your days longing for the time you arenโ€™t going to feel this tired then you might be waiting for a while.
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Sometimes the whole parenting thing is really overwhelming. It feels like every decision we make could impact their entire future, for better or worse. The reality is, we gave birth to a person. They were already an individual when they were born with their own personalities. We can do our best to support them and encourage them to be their best selves. But reallyโ€ฆ we probably wonโ€™t F**k them up if we occasionally give them a snack without them saying please or sometimes resort to hard core bribery to make our days a little more bearable.
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So Iโ€™ve created this cheat sheet for when Iโ€™m feeling a little flat. Seriously though, how amazing are trees? Trees actually recognise their own offspring and compete with them less intensely than they do other unrelated trees. Now if that doesnโ€™t make you feel a little less weighed down, I donโ€™t know what will. ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒฟ
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Ps. Go and have a glass of water!

I've been a little quiet over the last week while we settle into our new home in Perth. Hugo thinks we must be rich as kings since we now have lawn (lawn was scarce in inner-city Sydney backyards!). And I've been scoping out all the best hiding spots.
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Tag your mama buddy who could do with a big game of hide and seek ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿค—๐Ÿท

It always pays to appeal to their sense of adventure!
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And special thanks to one of my lovely Facebook group members who actually successfully employed one of these tactics ๐Ÿคญ. Join my group for more practical, resourceful and non smug parenting tips (link in bio) ๐Ÿ˜˜.

It has been brought to my attention that it is World Emoji Day. ๐Ÿ˜‘ Firstly, really? ๐Ÿค” It doesn't take much to earn a 'Day' these days. ๐Ÿ™„ Moving on.
As excited as I was when it arrived, the breastfeeding emoji has always bugged me. There was something not quite right about it. So as my celebration of World Emoji Day I've fixed it up. ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ“ฑ

Second babies.... so tough... so easy! ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ’–

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Iโ€™m sick of dragging it around with me. It's heavy. It drags me down. ย I get all tangled up.
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I pick it up in the most unlikely of places. An observation from a stranger. A comment by a well-meaning friend. And article. Oh the articles. (note to self: read fewer articles).
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Some days the burden is lighter. These things that previously plagued me seem silly and inconsequential. But other days (perhaps when Iโ€™ve been woken hourly overnight) my kids are doomed due to my poor parenting.
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Part of me envies anyone who isnโ€™t shackled by the guilt. But maybe I need to accept it is part of who I am as a parent. And what's more it's actually part of who I am as a GOOD parent. The things I question are important to me. They acknowledge that I'm not a perfect parent (and that's OK). And more importantly I give a shit.
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It would be nice if they were a bit less cumbersome but I will keep on carrying them with me. The last thing I need is guilt about the guilt. I draw the line there.

Tell me I'm not the only one who hears phantom cries every time I step in the shower. EVERY. TIME.
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Of all the goodbyes we are saying this week, this will be one of the hardest. Tomorrow is my son's last day as his beautiful family day care.
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His happiness at Fatimas has meant zero mama guilt for me as I send him off a few days a week. I love that she has taught him so many things I didn't realise I was many to be teaching him (like how to cough into your elbow... Where was that in the manual!?). I also really love that he learned to say his own name with a Portuguese accent... It was a sad day when he started pronouncing his name correctly.
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Tell me, do the goodbyes of the influential
people in yours kids' lives get easier...? Or am I going to be the crazy mum sobbing at the end of every year?

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