What's A Stay-At-Home Mum Worth?

I am a stay-at-home mum. I know what my days are like. I know the challenges I have to face on my own from the moment I wake in the morning, until I lay down at night. No two days are the same. Some are better than others. Some are happier than others. And some days can be down right scary. Would I trade being a stay-at-home mum and miss being hands on with my son? Not on my life.

I value the last seven years I have had bringing up my son. I know almost everything that he has experienced throughout his early years. I have fed him, nurtured him, clothed him, wiped away tears and tended to cuts and bruises. I have been first on hand to share in proud, amazing, funny moments that swell my heart with unimaginable joy and I have been there to witness his awkward moments, his disappointments, his hurt feelings. There is no one else who knows as much as I do about my dear son. This will be something that cannot be taken away from me, nor from him. These seven years of being together will be something I will have for the rest of my life, and he will have for his.

A mother's love knows no bounds. A mother's love cannot be quantified. You cannot attach a monetary value to a mother's love. A mother's love is priceless.

Outcry over club’s ‘fee by race’

Outcry over club’s ‘fee by race’

I can't believe at this day and age, in my country, this sort of racial segregation still exists. I hate to think that I am bringing my kids into a society that hangs on to believes that there are superior and inferior groups of people among them and that marginalising certain groups are acceptable. The gall of them to try and justify and explain away their rationale is humiliating at most, to them and me.