An ode to Mothering just in time for Mother's Day...

What was i even doing with ALL of the TIME i had when i had just one child?
Why was no one lighting a candle beneath my bottom and sending me on my way to do...well, anything, everything!

Now, there are three darling, dear little mittens mooching, messing, moaning and munching around this little home and a lot of STUFF to get done, and a whole lot of NO time to get it done in.
The regret.
It's overwhelming somedays when the exhaustion has washed over me like a salty wave.
I would be a millionaire if i had used ALL of that time i had back then, and i really cannot recall what i was doing with each day...
Lots of walking baby to sleep in the pram, lots of holding baby until they slept. Lots of homemade meals and chef'ing, lots of pyjama mornings (ahem afternoons), lots of cuddles and kisses laying on the sofa, lots of rolling around with them on the floor, and lots of pictures being taken of every single movement and expression baby made....

Oh. That's what i was doing with my time. Loving every second. Committing it to memory. Learning to be the best Mummy i could be. Making mistakes and getting days very wrong.
Waking up to a new day each day. Choosing to be better, stronger, wiser, happier.

Without those days, i could not be the Mum i am today. I have the capacity to do more, because i took the time to learn to do little. I messed up, made up and moved on.
It's not regret.
It's thankfulness for a once in a lifetime season. I am so glad to have practised on my big boy, to have his forgiveness for my trials and tests. Grateful that he adores sharing his days with me even now, 6 years later and that he helps me be the best Mummy i can to his sister and brother.
Having invested ALL of my TIME in that baby, the reward is him.
He is delightful.
I am delighted.
Tired, but delighted.

So to you, who are weary. Whose lists are endless, and days seem short. Embrace the season for what it is, knowing that what has gone before was the preparation for the now, in the event that you are better, wiser, happier.

Not regret, wisdom.

Love to you all,
Shannon x

I am Mother, hear me ROAR!

Are you the type of parent who addresses other children directly if they are out of line or posing a threat to one of yours?

I am.
No apologies for it, either. You do not want to mess with my people.
However, since my children attend a Montessori school, i have seriously toned down my approach, to perfectly friendly, with a hint of scary.

Right now, one of mine is struggling to assert himself with some bigger kids(not older, just a larger body mass) who are not taking his NO, for no. After almost 3 months of a struggle with this, a seriously anxious little boy, stressed parents and confused siblings, my son bit his assailant on the shoulder when he would not heed his no. He is heading for 6 years old.
Damn right, was my first thought.
A biff in the nose would also do, in this situation when he is pestered and attacked to his breaking point.
What do you think of the matter?

On the whole, i am peaceful.
I don't think there is a single right-minded person who wouldn't wish for world peace, harmony and respect for each other. I do.
But if you are going to hassle one of mine, well, that's another story.

Any stories of protective instinct gone a little awry? Do share...

Did you say....?

Anyone else, have funny little word games you play to diffuse moments can that spoil your time together?

At the risk of being told, we may in fact be the only people doing this, i will share it anyway, to me its hilarious. A total stress reliever. A time to bond with my loved ones, in a way no one else is.
It's memory making.
Its goofy.
It's incorrect. In a fanatical world, with abounding rules, its so so incorrect. I love it.



My husband, was really quite disillusioned when he met me, he did believed he was highly literate and spoke correctly. This was incorrect. To my utter, endless joy.
Sadly for him, little hints over the years had not given him an inkling,  much to my delight!

May i enlighten you with some?



'Nano' nap: meaning; an exceedingly brief sleep.
So called because scientifically a nano is a measure of time.
Therefore to go down for one's nano nap is to sleep for a short time as a refresher.
Oh, the merriment, when i discovered that rather than saying 'nanna nap' quickly, my sweet man was instead calling it a Nano nap. You can imagine that kept me going for a long time, until...
Snickering.
When put in context the sentence would read: "For goodness sake, stop snickering at me!"
Meaning: To tease, and chuckle meanly at someone.
You may be forgiven for thinking this referred to a person who is consuming one or more Snickers bars, but you are wrong.
Rather, this was said by my husband for many years under such a mumbled breath that it was not detected until our marriage union was well and truely underway, making it impossible for me to retreat. When i led him, very kindly, to the correct word, 'sniggering', we BOTH enjoyed a number of days of laughing and clutching our bellies while wiping away tears.
What else had this darling man been mis-using for all these decades?

"In the walls".
This is a corker. This phrase lay dormant until our eldest son turned 2 and began to disregard warnings that he would hurt himself if he continued to balance on the footstool, on the stairs, with drumsticks in his hands....
Low and behold, he would come a cropper and have bruises and lumps the size of eggs and the shade of aubergines to show for it when Daddy came home.
"My, you have been in the walls, haven't you son?". You would think that when i referred to his lesions as 'war wounds' that he may have been given significant pause to consider whether 'walls' was perhaps misplaced in this context. No. So ingrained was this phrase that having listened to my explanation of why this is incorrect, through torrents of laughter and a little bit of jeering, he remained adamant for a little longer until hilarity led to his surrender.
Suddenly, "In the WARS" made a lot more sense, but doesn't nearly sum it up. You see, quite often our son does hit the walls and so in our family it will remain, "in the walls".

Another?
"Characture-ture"
This beauty was very recent and the additional impact of this little number was the vehemence with which it was delivered. Let me set the scene...
One Saturday afternoon, on the sofa, kids are all sleeping...time for some adult conversation and weekly catch up.
My husband was keen to share a funny with me and i am poised.
Most of his stories are not altogether amusing for me a) because i have heard them before (or a version with alternate subjects and nouns inserted) and b) because his idea of funny isn't always mine.
This was one of those times.
But amidst the waffle sprang the word that would make my day; 'Character-ture': Meaning; a cartoon over-embellishment of the real article or truth. Also known as 'Caricature'.
"Wait, what did you say honey, character-what?"
"CHARACTER-TURE" he repeats with a loud, slow deliberation as if i were hard of hearing. But the greater effect came from the Afro-American style head jiggle and neck jutting (Ricki Lake-esque) which was highlighting for him that he had once again stumbled across a word that i didn't know!
Then came the silent type of laughing you do when you are trying to get air and stay alive. In the middle of this i tried to correct his faux-pas, and to add to the funny-factor, there was no fight on my hands instead a dawning of truth on his face followed by his own fit of air stealing laughter!

I am sure there will be more of these vocabulary delights, and i am also sure that there are plenty of hooters locked away in my memory which will burst forth randomly so please be advised for further posts.

Merriment to you all

Shan x

Good humour

Living with good humour, has to be one of life's secrets to success.
Especially when your house if full of tiny, little people under 5 years old.
But really, very especially when your husband is one like mine.

Mine is, slow to act, in fact when i met him he was vertically horizontal he was so laid back.
I have spiced him up a little, a lot actually.
More fool me, he began training for Triathlons about 18 months ago.
Being dis-satissfied with this he is about to embark on his first Iron Man in a matter of weeks.
His training schedule has been like something out of the Russian SAS training manual, and naturally it must be done during all weekend hours!
I am very so slightly, over it.

Last night, in those sometimes hilarious conversations you have when just about to fall asleep, i say "Do you think you will actually finish the race?", after he had voiced his concern about the mammoth distances involved.
"Yeah, i will finish, may not be the best time though. " Then there was a tangible moment of male pride surge through the air, and a rumble in his throat.
"Then i will be...an IRON MAN" he rasped.

Good heavens.
Married to an IRON MAN.
Whatever next.

That got me thinking, i, amongst thousands of you, partake in a marathon of child-rearing, with a sewing IRON WOMAN on the side, everyday. Did you get a title and  medal?

So in an attempt to support this crazy man, without actually loosing the plot myself, i think the only thing for it is to give him his title, the respect his is hoping for and wear a little good humour in it all.

God bless the partners and children of imminent IRON MEN everywhere...

Paying it forward

Paying it forward seems to be my theme of the week.
While on the party-gift shopping expedition i mentioned in the previous post, i bumped into a friend, who commiserated with me over the expense of endless birthday invites, but she now has older children than mine, and reassured me this time too shall pass.
Continuing on my way, i stopped for one of my 'holiday coffees' ~these are rare occasions when i get to sit and have a coffee with just one child with me, which to me feels like being on holiday!

In the peripherals of my vision i realised someone was approaching me, in fact they were right behind me and were reaching towards my bag, alarmed, i clutched at my bag, only to hear my friend's soothing voice, say "It's just me, alleviating some of those party pressure moments", as she slipped a gift voucher she had just purchased for me, into my handbag.

As i stood to thank her, hug or and splutter some useless words, wanting no fuss she waved and hurried off, making the moment truly poignant for me, and really in avoiding a display of appreciation from me, she showed herself to be utterly selfless and a real blessing to others. She had acted to bless and not to be blessed.

The same afternoon, a dear friend told me of a teenage boy, no older than 16, hearing from the back of the ice-cream parlour queue that she was short of $5 at a cash only local ice-cream parlour.
The owner, generously said she could return in her own time with the difference, but as she walked out of the doors, the owner, shouted "No worries on the extra this lad has paid for you".
Do you remember, being 15 and every cent being impossibly hard to come by and worth a hang of a lot more than it is now?
Fancy that.

I also read about the 'suspended coffee' initiative in most US capital cities, where you can buy your own coffee and pay for an additional one or more at the same time, which is given to anyone who is homeless, or transient or needs it, at the vendor's discretion.
Imagine that in Sydney or Melbourne...

There is an awful lot of paying it forward happening out there, and probably a hang of a lot more goodness holistically happening all around us than we will ever care to look for, in our hurriedness.
So my mission is to head out on those mammoth grocery shopping outings with 3 kids, or my rampages through fabrics stores, and to be something other than single-minded, maybe to be something resembling socially conscious, kind, aware, on a mission to pay something forward.

Shan x

An aside

There is such a crazy world out there.
And we are right in the thick of it.
For better or for worse, not that i agreed to that.
Here i am designing, creating, manufacturing products from a humble little home, which will be sent out (bought first!) around the country and even the world.
They will be loved, cuddled, and photographed along side many little children its a wonder to me that there is room enough for my growing business in this madly branded, plastic world that we call home.
Oh by the way, we are facing nuclear war...
But there are plenty of coffee dates, morning teas and dreams of house renovations and garden makeovers that i can distract myself with, so not to worry!

As mother of three, I am challenged daily, to juggle what is critical to my businesses, to my children, to my husband and to fit in moments of great humanitarian acts of kindness, naturally of course, don't you? Paying forward a coffee, sympathising with a stanger over an issue that disinterests you, picking up the phone to the high maintenance friend we all have, patience with your toilet-training toddler, letting the person who nipped in front of you take your car spot...
So, whilst walking through a high street store searching for yet another children's party gift, i feel overwhelmingly sad that the act of buying a gift is now so unpleasant.
I contemplated sadly that i never go and purchase new gifts for my children, just because.
I am always counting pennies out of necessity.
I am so disgusted by the volume of gifts, the volume of alarmingly scary dolls, barbies turned vampires, dolls turned into adults, baby toys that cost close to the hundreds of dollars, branding on everything from an eraser to a scooter.

I was just looking for a simple age appropriate gift.
Many hours later, knowing that the recipients' mother would never appreciate handmade, i relented to plastic.

So here i am, thankful again that i can indulge in handmade to my hearts content, that you support me, that you chose one of my fabric designs to give as the birthday gift, baby gift, christmas gift or easter gift that you needed to buy this year, thank you.

As long as my family let me keep on juggling what is important to us, and keep forgiving me when i drop the ball, and as long as you know that i put all that i am into all that i do, then we will be all be just fine.
Korean or no Korea.


Shan x

I am still here!

Hello lovely people,

Shall we just pretend that my last post wasn't a year ago and just move on, awkward!

In lieu of a BRAND NEW WEBSITE COMING IN, OH, ONE WEEK, i felt in necessary to re-affirm my existence in blogging.
I love reading posts from my favourite bloggers, Mrs Woog amongst them, but even though there will be nothing here to rival that, you may still find some juicy snippets, some ideas for creating in your own home, some gorgeous new products from Milly Milly Mandy, and some funny bits too.

Working on your new boys and girls ranges, mainly because, blots of fabric are taking over our family living spaces! In the meantime you will be able to shop from some stunning ranges of boys, girls and gender-neutral collections, and the ver so loveable Christmas 2012 range. Just head to our Facebook page to get familiar with our army of gingerbread men, they are very friendly!

Each week i would love to share one of our favourite work at home Moms, as well as an online boutique well worth the visit, so here they are:

Head to Joyess Images for some breath taking photography and design (we are one of their clients)! An extraordinary mother of Jonty and new one week old Finn, juggles all things creative and designery and with all done with finesse.

Head to amelie's room for some yumminess in the form of art, play and our recent Rabbit Night Light! A little magical world of childhood.

Have a lovely Tuesday,

Shannon x

Online store of the week!

Just had to share my new love of naughts & crosses, esepcially the gorgeous Bear Family Print (now on my wishlist)...i think its really important to tell eachoether about fabulous finds, great prices and orginal ideas out there.

Have a great time looking and buying...
Fav finds:

• Bear Family Print
• Kids Bookshelves in white
• Sale pale pink star night light

Love,
Shannon x

We are all London'ed up here in our house at the moment, it must be the Olympics (as i am actually South African but lived in the UK for SOOOOOO long).
I am really enjoying re-styling our 4 yr old's room with the London stuff, mainly as i LOVE red and blue together, its fabulous for this age and boys who are older and needing a more mature theme.

Happy to announce there will be 3 cushion styles and 3 bunting styles in our NEW {MIX AND MATCH LONDON COLLECTION} available to purchase on Wednesday May 2nd, from 7.30pm!

I will do lots of sneek peeks and promos on facebook so head there for updates, snippets, and of course our infamous Spot Sales..i love doing these, they make me feel generous (what a feeling!)

Us WAHM's

There isn't a day that passes that i don't think to myself, what am i doing, how can i fit this all in?
Then i think, the same way all the other Yummy Mummies juggling creativity, careers and motherhood do...effectively organising their time and being committed to the end result.

My trouble is there is so much i need to be doing, and so much i want to be doing, and i want it all perfect, so how does that happen, sound familiar people?

After much deliberatin, the first of the changes in our MMM land is a new system for selling.
I posted on fb and had a lovely crop of emails immediately, which proves nothing if not, that i am loved and supported and this is ALL worth the effort!
I will releasing Collections as they are ccompleted that will coincide with Markets at Westfield and at the start of each Season.

These will be highly promoted and advertised on fb and here on the blog and i will wet your whistles for all the delicious designs that will be available to purchase when the Albums are Opened, there will be a vertial cuting of the tap and smashing of the Champagne bottle by moi!

Enough said for now, you are gorgeous customers and friends and fellow WAHM and designers and i have no doubt you will share the next stage with me.

By, the way, i am just kind of pretending that my last blog wasn't pre-Christmas 2011...i know you forgive my faults...i am BACK!
I am ready to add many gorgeous women to my fav blog list and i started with the gorgeous Jess of Joyess Designs...her design talents are huge and she is a devoted yummy, and has become a friend.
Do yourself a favour...Joyess Threads and Design. The Blog.

Well, take a breathe.
Write your list of things to get through today (or for the next hour at least)
Then make a cuppa...

Love,
Shannon x