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…)
Do you remember that point towards the end of your pregnancy? You know, when you were getting incredibly full of baby, and unable to take a full breath anymore? Do you remember the way that you wanted to meet that little one already with every single part of your being? Well I sure do. (more…)
Parenthood is one of those funny things. Super hilarious in fact. You think you know all there is to know about what it will be like when you become one, based on everything you have seen or heard over the span of your own life so far. Even though you kind of expect it to be “hard”, you have stuffed yourself full of so much confidence by the time you finally fall pregnant, that you strut completely into the role of a new parent like a smug parenty jerk. Pffft. More fool you. (more…)
Well, I am just gonna come right out and say it…Mothers Group is brilliant. My mothers groups (yes, I said GROUPS because I am a greedy and have two of them) are shockingly full of the most caring and supportive women ever placed on this planet. I totally hit the jackpot twice. Not a single jerk amongst them *shakes head in wonder*. (more…)
The funniest thing happened today. I came across a batch of letters that I had written to my unborn baby during my pregnancy! In those letters, I talked about my hopes and dreams for my little one. I talked about how I hoped my labour would be and what I imagined that our life would be like afterwards. Reading over those letters now, almost 9 months after the birth of that same little baby, and they still make me smile. I can feel such hope, excitement and happiness in the words. I can feel that sense of beginning – the feeling that our life was just about to start. (more…)
Holy Moly I’m excited. My fingers are kinda trembly, and I feel like I could just BURST because I am so excited. And do you know why I am excited? No, you sigh, and please don’t make me guess. Well, because it was our first Christmas as a family with our sweet baby! Raaaaaarrrrr! Hooray! (more…)
Ahhhh holidays. The excitement, the anticipation, the sense of impending adventure. We went on our first family holiday at the end of October with our then five and a half month old baby boy, and Noosa was our destination. We couldn’t wait to frolic amongst the sunshine, the surf, and be surrounded by the sweet sweet air of anywhere else but here. (more…)
It was early Saturday morning, and it was the day of “The Toy Sale”. My husband and I drove to The Toy Sale completely pumped. We had carb loaded the night before for energy, and had blood pumping music roaring through the car speakers on the way to the event, to put us in the mood for the biggest toy grabbing throw down this side of the Southern Hemisphere. (more…)
I love to read. I read as much as I can whenever I have the time, and love nothing more than losing myself in a really good book. I love being transported to a magical world where anything is possible, and stories that are so thrilling and mind boggling that my heart rate increases and I start to skim the pages, unable to move my eyes fast enough in my desperate rush to find out what happens next. (more…)
Dear Baby, Today I failed you. It has been over six months now since you came into my world and lit up my life, however today has been one of the toughest days I have known and I have failed you. I didn’t want to go out this afternoon because I knew you hadn’t slept and I just didn’t want to put you through it. But we went out anyway. You were so sad and you wouldn’t stop crying. You wouldn’t sleep. It’s all so unlike you. We should have gone home and tried to give you comfort somehow. But I failed you. We stayed an extra half an hour thinking you would be fine after a sleep in the car. But you didn’t sleep. And you weren’t fine. And so I failed you. (more…)
