It had been over three years since my parents last visited us in Okahandja. Life had been busy — school schedules, the chaos of work on the back wing, and sewing projects that usually took over the flat. But for this visit, the sewing came to a halt...

The first week back after the winter holidays hit like a snowball to the face. It all started super early Monday morning—still dark, icy cold, and honestly, way too soon for anyone to be awake. My alarm went off at 5:30 AM, and it felt like betrayal...

A mom's journey through chaos, cavities, and questionable sanity This morning started like any other holiday day: pure, unfiltered madness. First, I was jolted awake at 6:12 a.m. by the sound of our youngest son—Sebastian, age 3—declaring war on the...

It’s winter in Namibia. That magical time of year when your breath fogs up the air, the kids are home for the holidays, and your house becomes a battlefield of blankets, cereal crumbs, and suspiciously sticky surfaces. Mama Chaos (that’s me) wakes u...