I don’t know if you feel the same in your household, however I always feel like I am coming in second place in the parenting stakes. Yep guys, I am now the Second Place Mum. I don’t know what it is. I never used to feel this way, but as time has gone on I feel more like I am becoming the “I-guess-she-will-do-if-she-is-the-only-one-here” kind of parent. Sigh. And it hugely sucks balls when you are the parent that is clung to only when daddy is nowhere to be seen. (more…)
Here is the third story in our exciting monthly Real Birth Story series, which are all written by YOU my dear readers! It outlines the incredible journey of a wonderfully strong mumma- Kristy, during and after the birth of her first gorgeous daughter Natalia. It outlines her labour struggles and touches on the aftermath of a marriage breakdown following the birth of her daughter. We hope you enjoy reading her story as much as we did! xxx (more…)
Its Election Day in Australia. Frickin Frick. If you live in Australia you will know that we have been relentlessly bombarded with the stupidest and most irrelevant of political campaigns for SEVEN FRICKIN WEEKS. Bored Bored Hate Them All Snore. As one proud Australian summarised it so succinctly last night – most Aussies will be voting today “for the party that have managed to shit us the least”. Hmmm…what a way to choose the leaders of your country. (more…)
Here is the second beautiful installment in our monthly Real Life Birth Story series, written by the lovely Rita, mother of a very handsome one year old boy. I hope you love reading her story as much as I do xxxx I was booked in for a Caesarian close to my due date, and being a first baby I (naively) believed that most first-borns always arrived late. So when I felt a small pain in my belly a week before my booked in date, I thought that perhaps it was merely a little indigestion. (more…)
So, these funny little things happened after I had a baby. The most ridiculous, pointless, and absurdly annoying things. Things that I never signed up for. Things that make me roll me eyes on a daily basis. Sigh. Bloody Bloody. Sigh. (more…)
It’s funny what you think about in the middle of the night when your little one is crying in your arms. It’s funny what you cling on to, to get you through that tough hour. Recently my baby was sick with both a nasty virus and teething. Four evil jerky teeth were taunting him and trying to pushing their little jerky selves through his baby gums. Pffft. Jerks. And if that wasn’t enough, he had a constant temperature making him feel super crappy and unwell. Such a great combo. Not. (more…)
So, we were invited to a wedding last weekend, and we decided to make a night of it. Ooooooh yeah wedding wedding drinkies wedding. We lined up babysitters for the munchkin (thank goodness for the in-laws), hydrated ourselves, and ensured that we got a good nights sleep (well, sort of) the night before. The wheels were in motion for an epic night out. (more…)
This is the first story in our exciting monthly series of real labour and birthing stories. It outlines the incredible journey of the beautiful and talented Leah Ladson of Leah Ladson Photography, and the labour experiences for both of her beautiful and healthy daughters. It outlines her disappointment, her strength and her courage to achieve her birthing goals. We hope you enjoy reading her story as much as we did! xxx (more…)
So, I got to experience my First Mothers Day a week and a bit ago, like so many of my fellow mummies. Well, to be truthful it was actually my second, but the first time around I was so absurdly high on pain free meds that I thought my undies were actually my baby. I wasn’t really all there. In the lead up to this most auspicious of days for Mothers both new and old, my husband thought it would be fun to consistently tell me that he hadn’t gotten a present, but he guessed he should. What a character my dear husband is. Pffft. If he was serious there may have been no more husband by lunchtime. (more…)
There is something that I really want to talk to you about. I want to talk to you about the joys of the juggling act that is life. That is, the life of a mother. As a mother, I live each day in a state of perpetual stress trying to do three million or more things at once. You know, things like entertaining the children and keeping them alive, making the dinner, finishing a spreadsheet for work, preventing the dog from completely destroying the children’s new toys, keeping the house from looking like a tornado has run through it, and reminding the husband that he is still loved and appreciated, even if he can’t seem to remember to put the toilet seat down. Gawd that’s annoying. (more…)
