I ring my bell, but they don’t hear. I shout, but they don’t hear. I wave my hand, but they don’t see. Eventually, I swerve my bike around them and make tut-tut noises. When I was working with a man with vision impairment, he referred to them as “the...
What is an acceptable amount of crazy for mothers? I certainly identify with the idea of ‘normal crazy’, a term I discovered in my recent Master’s thesis proposal research. There have been times I have felt out of my mind during my matrescence. The researchers suggest...
Having been a social planner for over ten years, I am acutely aware of how historical town planning has overlooked the needs of women and mothers. In their article for The Conversation, academics Dorina Pojani, Dorothy Wardale, and Kerry Brown...
As I stood in the kitchen chopping up veggies for the soup I was making to ease my three-year-old son’s croup, I saw a figure flash past the back door. My first thought was, “oh, my husband must have come home early to take over sick child duties”. But it wasn’t my...
Thank you for the opportunity to provide feedback on this critical Strategy for South Australia. I am glad to see a focus on public policy that supports active transport in Adelaide and beyond. I have written about my own experience of cycling with my children in...
“Hands down it was the best time of my life, hard, but it was bloody fun”, says Mitch. His face lights up recounting days spent with his two sons, now aged two and four. Reflecting on a typical day on parental leave, he says “My day has flown; I went to the shops. You...
