Oh yes, I remember those days now. The days when my sweet toddler… *whispers* … changed from being the sweetest of sweet boys to… well… something else. (more…)
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Diary Of A Crazy Baby – 18 Months Old
Woah Nelly. Am I getting old, or are the baby and her brother wearing me out? Probably both. Sigh. I am not even kidding, the kids are moving so fast these days that I almost need a sit down just to watch them lol. I can even feel my bones creaking inside me as I watch their youthful energy and exuberance speed past me like The Mini Flashes they are. (more…)
How To Survive A Road Trip With Kids
Recently we decided that we needed a holiday with our kids. Or, more accurately, The Hairy Husband decided that he must go and watch the football somewhere rather far away (cough, Sydney), and that as his people, we MUST go with him. (more…)
Diary Of A Crazy Baby – 17 Months Old
Ok, ok, ok. I am a bit behind, I know… especially since the babe is actually now 18 months and… um… 12 days, but I have to admit that life totally got in the way this last month. I will however, do my best to remember what she accomplished in the last crazy month of my babes life… So, here goes. (more…)
I Became A Mother And Then I Lost Myself
Becoming a mother for the first time can really change you… (more…)
How You Know You Are Doing A Great Job As A Mum.
Sometimes it’s hard being a Mum. Sometimes it’s really very bloody hard. I mean please don’t get me wrong because I love being a Mum. I love this job, it’s the greatest job in the world and most of the time it can be incredibly fulfilling. But sometimes it is as rough as nails. SOMETIMES you spend each day longing to toss the kids in bed for the night. And SOMETIMES you want to throw something out of the window in a fit of rage. Might be yourself. Might be the kids. Might be the dog who just got under your feet so bad that they knocked you onto the floor and then ate all of the pancakes you just made even though you have a freaking cold and you DESPERATELY wanted to be in bed but you made them anyway coz you know it would make your kids smile. #ATotalLegendForAtLeastThirtyWholeSecondsLol #BloodyDog (more…)
Diary Of A Crazy Baby – 16 Months Old
WHO IS THIS TINY LITTLE SASSY PANTS SHOUTING AT ME FOR SNACKS, AND WHERE HAS MY BABY GONE??!! I mean she LOOKS like my baby, smells like my baby, eats me out of house and home like my baby, and certainly still has the hair of my baby (grow dammit, grow!!), but… but… but she is all grown up now. Well, sort of. (more…)
Mumma Guilt Is Stupid. Damn it.
Sigh. The hardest thing about being a mumma, is about experiencing all of that gosh dang mumma guilt. Yep, that all encompassing and irritating as hell mumma guilt. *Shakes fist at the Mumma Gods in the sky*. (more…)
Diary of a Crazy Baby – 15 Months Old
So, Facebook keeps taunting me lately. It keeps showing me all of the images of my sweet little girl from a year ago, when she was still relatively fresh out of the “oven”. Those pics make both my heart and my ovaries explode. Stop it Facebook, Stop it. The longing for my sweetly fresh baby is KILLING ME! (more…)
When The Toddler Tried To Break Me.
Right people… Hands up who has a toddler!! *Throws both hands up into the air and shakes them about wildly* And hands up who sometimes thinks that toddlers were ONLY put on this earth to test the absolute frick out of you?!! *Throws hands up in the air SO HARD this time that I fear my arms may disconnect themselves from my actual body* Well, let me tell you a story or two. About the times when the toddler tried to absolutely break me. (more…)