#38 - My Kids Ate Nuggets Again (And I'm Not Losing Sleep Over It)

#40 - The Parenting Milestone That Humbled Me Real Quick

I've toilet trained two kids. Two. And I'm not being dramatic when I say it's one of the hardest things I've done as a mum — up there with a newborn, face-up there with sleep regression. Everyone warns you about sleep, the dummy, teething, starting solids. Not one person sat me down and said: Lucy, toilet training will break you just a little bit. This episode is the warning shot, the confession, and the soft permission slip — your kid will get there. On their time. Not the book's time. Not Instagram's time. Their time.

#39 - My Mum Was a Butter Mum and Didn't Even Know It

I had been doom-scrolling at 10pm when I kept seeing one phrase — butter mum. I thought it was about cooking. It wasn't. It was a name for the soft, unbothered, melt-into-summer mum I grew up with — my mum, in the 90s. This episode is the whole reckoning: the list of 40 holiday activities I did three of, the dinosaur sandwich nobody ate, the Bluey guilt, and the phone call to my own mum that flipped the entire thing on its head.

#38 - My Kids Ate Nuggets Again (And I'm Not Losing Sleep Over It)

My four-year-old judged my cooking last night. Out loud. To my face. So this episode is the full nugget-night confession — the 5:30pm chaos, the kids who change their food rules every twenty minutes, the snack-drawer treasure chest, and the guilt that shows up the second the tray hits the oven. Plus, why a good mum is just a mum whose kids ate dinner.

#37 - Bedtime Makes Me Want To Scream Into A Pillow

It's 8:47pm. The kids are asleep — probably. This episode is the full bedtime play-by-play: the stories that don't count, the teaspoon wees, the water that "tastes old," and the philosophical question about fish feelings I got at 8pm on a Tuesday.

#36 - I Think I'm Officially a Dance Mum Now?

I didn't sign up for this. One toddler dance class to fill a Thursday morning, four years later I'm googling ballet barres at midnight and crying at the end-of-year concert. This is a confession episode about how I accidentally became a dance mum and somehow… kind of love it.