Our Journey

Our Journey

I’ve always found inspiration in the developing world where the pace is slow and the people have so little. Usually it’s the strength and resilience in the women that I admire the most. However on a recent trip to Central America I have been changed forever by a group of children – many of them teenagers!! In fact the most respectful, thoughtful , smart, gentle and happy teens I’ve ever come across. Not a lick of attitude amongst them! “Who are their parents?” you ask. No parents, just an amazing organization and a lot of love and structure. As many of you know each summer [...]

Why I created HipMum

Why I created HipMum

I believe women in general are extraordinary, but mothers (not to blow my own trumpet) never cease to amaze me. As the proud mother of four incredible little people (ages 11,9,6, and 4) I understand the meaning of selflessness. Like most families, there is never a dull moment in our house. I’m constantly wishing I had more time to spend with each child and more time to myself. And I wish my bathroom felt less like a highway! Regardless of whether we’ve chosen to work from home, climb the corporate ladder, start a business or stay home with the kids – mothers are the busiest [...]

The house on the hill

September 16, 2011

We’ve been here a week and it feels like we’ve done so much – each day in Nicaragua brings a new adventure, a challenge overcome and a feeling of gratitude to be experiencing this with my kids.

It began the night we arrived at 11.30 pm, after a long day of travel. The house we have rented sits on top of a big hill with a steep and treacherous dirt driveway. Despite my lack of Spanish, when the driver started to talk fast, point to the hill and shake his head, it was clear he was not going to attempt the steep hill. I wondered how I would get 5 suitcases, 7 pieces of hand luggage, a stroller, a car seat and 4 sleeping kids up the hill in darkness.

Before I had stepped out of the bus 2 night watchmen arrived on the scene with torches in hand and began helping the driver haul kids, bags and whatever else they could find up the hill and into our new home. I wish I had pulled out the video camera, as it would have made fabulous footage of the beginning of our journey in Nicaragua. Instead I gave hugs and tips and told 4 sleepy kids that we had arrived.

 

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