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Why We Home Educate

A picture is worth a thousand words. If it were possible to capture what home education could look like, you need to experience it for yourself. I feel you would remember more by joining in our family moments, flicking through photographs that capture glimpses and seeing our ordinary days. The great, the hard and the… Continue reading Why We Home Educate

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Ruth’s Roundup – November 2021

When I get a moment (they are few and far between, but few is still something, right?), I tuck into a book, read an article, come across a thought-provoking message and think, this needs to be shared. Ruth’s Roundup is a post released once a month where I will share with you some content I have been engaging… Continue reading Ruth’s Roundup – November 2021

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The Mustard Seed Mum: When Patience Runs Out

https://anchor.fm/s/81cd0484/podcast/rss As I sit to write, someone decided now was a good time to pull out the world's noisiest leaf blower. It's like an outdoor vacuum cleaner. It's irritating. It's persistent. It's loud. And it's getting louder - still. How long is this noise going to disrupt the street? Not only am I trying to… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: When Patience Runs Out

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The Mustard Seed Mum: Leading By Example

https://anchor.fm/s/81cd0484/podcast/rss Do you have someone that you look up to? Someone that you want to emulate in some way? For me, it's my Mum. She has modelled for me what following Jesus looks like as a wife and mother, even in the hardest and most hopeless of circumstances. She was the one who led me… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: Leading By Example

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The Mustard Seed Mum: When Grief Catches Up With You

https://anchor.fm/s/81cd0484/podcast/rss I cried in a café. It caught me completely off guard. But that's grief for you. It turns up when it wants to with no warning - and apparently with no tissues. As I was waiting for my husband to finish ordering, I sat down at a table with some shopping bags. We were… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: When Grief Catches Up With You

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The Mustard Seed Mum: When Mummy’s Sick

https://anchor.fm/s/81cd0484/podcast/rss I'm not a mummy blogger with Pinterest boards of fun activities to do, Instagram stories of days out with my two little ones or a YouTuber with life advice on how to survive those early months and years. The Mustard Seed Mum is just my corner to reflect on motherhood and share it with… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: When Mummy’s Sick

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The Little Things

As I said goodnight to my son and walked out slowly, pulling the door behind me, I slowly poked my head back into his room. He thought I'd left. I watched him get comfortable for the night and bring his arms across his face as he began to suck on his arm. It's an adorable… Continue reading The Little Things

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The Mustard Seed Mum: Cranky yet comforted

I am writing this post-coffee, in PJs as my sweet little boy catches up on his precious sleep. Last night started off well. He goes down to sleep just fine, but recently seems to wake at about 1am most nights. Last night however, he decided to cry for about 2 hours (sorry neighbours). Feeding, nappy… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: Cranky yet comforted

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The Mustard Seed Mum: 7 things I said I wouldn’t do as a mum…

...which I do now because I became a mum. Reality check! Bite his fingernails. I was adamant that I would never do this. People suggested it. Websites said it. I had two perfectly good pairs of nail scissors for babies thank you very much. However, the reality of cutting his fingernails meant getting his tiny fingers… Continue reading The Mustard Seed Mum: 7 things I said I wouldn’t do as a mum…