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  • What becomes of the young divorcée

    What becomes of the young divorcée

    Pinterest still sends me emails with subject lines such as ‘wedding hairstyle’ or ‘bridal bouquets,’ which is—quite frankly—satanic, and also calls into question the veracity of the supposed intelligence of these platforms. Perhaps it really is a malignant gesture—a further prod after proudly displaying me with newsfeeds of betrothals and births, and—quite paradoxically—some friends dancing Read more

  • Learning to breathe again by eating sh*t on a Fijian reef

    Learning to breathe again by eating sh*t on a Fijian reef

    More villages go by, replicas of one another. The road winds around the coast like a grey ribbon. To our right is the sea, flat and docile until the reefs—a kilometre or more out—where the white crests of waves foam and die. They look small from back here, on the road. Read more

  • What can a maternity nanny help with?

    I talk to Nappkin’s childcare agency partner Rockmybaby about the role of maternity nannies. My second child was three weeks old when I started to feel the full impact of a back injury that started during pregnancy. I was unable to function and put on strong pain killers to be able to care for my Read more

  • Introducing our new ambassador, Sinead Corcoran Dye

    Sinead Corcoran Dye is up there with one of the funniest women I’ve ever met. The formal NZ Herald Entertainment Editor’s social media includes hilarious updates about her life, but also frank and honest conversations about the tough stuff, too. For example, her pregnancy and post-natal experience, which ultimately landed her in Auckland’s psych ward. Read more

  • Keep going—a message for new mums

    Keep going—a message for new mums

    There is a photo of us walking across the spindly marram grass near the beach at Waipū Cove. You are smiling at the camera, and I am walking towards you, head bowed, little blonde bob glossy in the afternoon sunlight. Read more

  • Smell the Indonesia – or is it Australia?

    Smell the Indonesia – or is it Australia?

    There’s something I can’t quite place my finger on when I arrive in Bali. I feel torn. There’s the beauty of the ocean from the cliffs of Uluwatu, the soft fluffy waves some days at Canggu and the colour, the bustle, the art… and, as newly vegan, the plethora of gluten-free and vegan options in Read more