Seven Months Old. Already? The baby is seven months old AL-FREAKING READY??!! I know, I know, I say this every month but SHE WAS JUST BLOODY BORN! I haven’t had a single second to scratch my bum or pick my nose since she got here, I swear! (more…)
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Diary of a Crazy Baby – Six Months Old
My baby hit 6 months and boy oh stinking boy pants, have things changed. (more…)
Diary of a Crazy Baby – Four Months Old
Eat. Play. Sleep. Repeat. That is my life now, right there in that sentence. It’s like Groundhog day over and over again (read about my Groundhog experience with my firstborn son here). And don’t get me wrong, I love it, but I forgot just how monotonous having a baby can be. Monotonous Monotonous Monotonous. Someone get me out of the house Monotonous. (more…)
Diary Of A Crazy Baby – Three Months Old
Oh my gawd. The baby has only been earthside for a mere three months, and it already feels like the she is a teenager wanting to borrow my car keys and go on bloody dates using my credit card. What the frickin frick! Cough. (more…)
Diary of a Crazy Baby – Two Months Old
Two Months in. Who even am I? Who are you? What’s happening? Life with a baby … Fark me, its exhaustingly glorious. And call me crazy (hello crazy!), but babies are WAAAAYYYYY easier than living with a toddler tyrant. #JokesTheToddlerTyrantIsActuallyCoolMostOfTheTimeSortOfKindOfSometimes (more…)
Diary of a Crazy Baby – One Month Old
Holy crapoly. She is here. She is here. My second tiny human is here! What the heck am I supposed to do with such a tiny baby again? Can someone please tell me? … And … Why is there a bunch of fuzz floating around where memories of the first few weeks of my FIRST tiny human’s life should be??!! Was I asleep …like…the entire time? Probably. WTF. (more…)
Ode Of A Tired Mumma
Oh my tired Toddler May you rest today in peace And please don’t wee the bed my love I can’t be arsed changing your sheets. (more…)
The Best Mothers Day Ever.
So, I have this thing with Special Days. I feel an uncontrollable and unbridled excitement for any kind of Special Day, whether it be Christmas, Birthdays, Mothers Day, Fathers Day or… really… just any day of the week. And I always hope, NAY EXPECT, others around me to share it too. But the problem is that my abnormal levels of enthusiasm means I expect too much, and regardless of what occurs, I find myself disappointed. It’s ridiculous I know. I should have been a freaking Christmas Elf. (more…)
The Musings Of A Four Month Old Baby
Ever wonder what goes through the mind of a super bald teeny tiny baby? I know I sure do. Instead of coming out of my hoo-ha speaking English as any good baby should, she babbles, squeals, snorts and squirms in my arms, and I have absolutely NO idea what she is talking about. Sigh. (more…)
Parenthood. And going from one child to two.
I know that you all already know this (because I wont stop talking about it), but I am about to go from being a mother of one child to a mother of two in this glorious game of parenthood. I am so close to doing so, that I am actually due today. Like, literally TODAY. And you know what crossed my mind last night? The thought flicked in and out again, but it was there… The thought that I have absolutely no idea how I will manage as a parent of two kids. (more…)