Well, that’s it. It’s happened. The baby has changed. I can’t really piece together HOW it happened but it did. Sigh, my wee babe has grown the frick up. I love it. I hate it. I miss her. And yet I’m excited all at the same time. Am I hormonal? I don’t know. (more…)
The babe. Oh my baby. We have reached a most momentous milestone. One that I never ever ever thought we would meet. Sigh. Its the one where she thinks its cool to hate me. And me no-likey. Me no-likey one little bit-ty. Nope. (more…)
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…)
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…)
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…)
Oh my beautiful baby girl. When I found out I was pregnant with you, I was excited beyond measure. I imagined who you would be. What you would look like. Who you would grow into. I didn’t know if you were a boy or girl, but I assumed you would be a boy. I don’t know why. So the day we found out that you WERE a girl brought with it a mixture of both excitement and apprehension. Want to read about my pregnancy? Well, check out my Diary of A Crazy Pregnant Lady here. Firstly, I was so excited about what lay ahead. I could picture our future together. The things we would do. The things we could share. One day you will have your own family, your own babies. And I will be there for you, not so much by your side, but to help you whenever and however you need me. Yes, I could see it all the second I knew you would be my sweet baby girl. But I was nervous. Because I knew that life may be harder for you than it would be if you were a boy. That more will be expected of ...
Our cheeky girl babe or, as the toddler likes to call her – “Miss Poo Poo Bum Bum”, is ten and a half months old now. Can you believe it? I cannot. I mean, I lived it, but I cannot actually believe any of it. My oh my how time flies when you are exhausted and chasing a crawling baby and a very fast mini person all over the house. (more…)
My baby is now Nine Months old. *shudders*. I don’t know why I find this so insanely terrifying, but I do. I really really do. (more…)
Wowsa! 8 months old, and my hairless wonder baby is basically an adult. Bloody hell. (more…)
Do you ever have those days? You know the ones that I am talking about. The ones where you have kids, but where you are exhausted down to your very core BEFORE you even open your eyes in the morning? (more…)
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