Who the hell are you and why are you here, dammit?

Hey there. Greetings. 

Years ago, I had a little blog called Cut My Milk. It was fun. I loved doing it. I had a voice of some kind.  While I hung around home doing fuck-all except raise my five weird spawn, cooking for them, cleaning for them, entertaining them, blah, blah, blah, I wrote shit down. But that was then and this is now and I can't keep living in the past. I've moved on. I now work two jobs, continue to raise my five weird spawn, cook for them, clean for them, pay for their entertainment and petrol. See. Progress.

Who am I?

I've been called many things in my life, some I won't share here, but most recently Mam, Mum, Mim, Mummacita, Sweetie, and Mrs Mac. My other labels include: AuDHD (the inattentively fabulous type), PTSDish, depressed, anxious, fibromyalgic, overtalkative, overweight, overtired, sweary, mouthy, annoying, embarrassing, procrastinator, deaf, mediocre parent, pretty cool teacher, and good enough. I wear my Good Enough badge with great honor and pride.

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Some of these labels have been given to me by medical professionals, some by random dickwhistles, and some bestowed upon myself by myself.

I’m a Hard of Hearing Teacher of the Deaf, Auslan Teacher, a mum of five, a wife of one, and a professional observer of absolute chaos and shitfuckery.

I spend my days travelling between homes, childcare centres, and kindergartens working with deaf and hard-of-hearing kiddos and their families. It’s the best job in the world. It’s also occasionally baffling, exhausting, hilarious, and filled with moments that make me say things like “you genuinely cannot make this shit up.”

Some days are calm and meaningful.

Other days involve hearing aids in toilets, a toddler licking the table, a meeting that should have been an email, and me phaffing around while I silently scream inside.

This blog exists because people often ask me what my job is like. Or what I've been up to lately.        The short answer is:

Nothing much. Just everything.

Here you’ll find stories from the outreach battlefield, Deaf education reflections, mum-life chaos, and sweary motherteacher moments.

Names and details will always be changed to protect families, but the chaos? That part is very real.

Welcome.