The housing problem isn’t a housing problem; it’s a regional development problem

The housing problem isn’t a housing problem; it’s a regional development problem


This is what progress looks like

Great policies for families in the budget today, I’m particularly pleased to see the extension to free doctor’s visits for kids. A universal policy that will help the poorest the most: good call. We are lucky in New Zealand that there is a broad political consensus among the general population, and it’s heartening when politicians pick up on this. Democracy is not a team sport.

Pseudo-healthy energy bikkies

2 cups oats – either rolled or wholegrain, or a mixture

1 ½ cups mixed dried fruit and nuts of your choice

*(or use 3 1/2 cups any brand untoasted muslie)

2 Tbsp maple syrup

3 Tbsp honey (or golden syrup)

2 Tbsp tahini

3 Tbsp peanut butter

1 Tbsp coconut oil

Preheat oven to 190 celsius. Line a baking tray.

Melt wet ingredients together and stir to combine. Mix dry ingredients through hot sticky mixture.

Shape into balls then flatten into the lined tray with wet hands, and bake for 10 – 15 minutes depending on chewy/crunchy preference.

Mind the gap

The ideal me always picks up on my baby’s tired signals. The real me too often gets trapped in a cycle of overtired comfort feeding and unsettled burping.

The ideal me always smiles a morning hello even on broken sleep. The real me wakes up with a slow wrench and then a jolt, and fumbles to pick up the grizzly hungry baby before he gets even more upset.

The ideal me is ever loving and giving of attention. The real me sometimes leaves bubs under his mobile even when I know he’s gotten bored of it, because five minutes peace, please, please.

The ideal me thinks, right bubs asleep: put him in his crib, eat something, do some chores, have a nap. The real me thinks, oh, it’s nice having him sleep on me, I’ll just sit here a minute and cuddle him and browse the internet…damn, where did that hour go?

Mother’s day post

Favourite things about my baby

1) The way he giggles and chuckles in his sleep.

2) The way he greets me with a big smile and a happy coo when I stand over his crib in the morning.

3) The way he nestles into my chest like it’s the safest, most comfy place in the world.

4) The way he tries to catch my eye and smile at me when I’m changing his nappy.

5) Those beautiful blue eyes, straight from his daddy.

6) The way he changes every week.

7) The giant grin when I stroke his head just as he is falling asleep.

Favourite things about my mum

1) Seeing how much she loves my baby.

2) The way she looks at me when I’m cuddling him all up.

3) Being able to talk about motherhood with someone so thoughtful and wise.

4) Knowing I’ve always got someone in my corner when I need it, even though I’m all grown up.

5) Having such a strong, intelligent, calm and caring model for womanhood.

6) Our long chats over shared interests.

7) That she still hugs me like I’m her baby.