Motherhood has turned my brain into a jukebox of random and predominantly cheesy 1970s tunes that start playing each time I tend to my small charge’s daily needs. Continue reading »
Posted in August 2012 …
Throw the vac around, love
Boobs leaking, eyes sagging, tears pricking: early motherhood is ripe for great big rows with your partner, especially when they helpfully suggest that perhaps you can vacuum while breastfeeding the baby in a sling. What? Of course Willy Wonka, who is the most housework-sharing, hands-on Dad in the world, was trying to be helpful, wanting … Continue reading »
Attached at the nip
I didn’t know if I’d be a Gina Ford Mum, and feed my baby at set times and be told to break wind no later than 2.30pm while climbing the stairs, or whether I’d be a more go-with-the-flow kind of Mum Continue reading »
Lazy pig
I spent the majority of my childhood bouncing a tennis ball against my bedroom wall, and I often wonder if in today’s rush to fill our little one’s lives with endless activities we might be missing something? Or am I just a lazy pig? Continue reading »
Teenage dirtbag
Clumsiness became the bane of my life, as I lumbered out of balance between cake shops, ricocheting off cheese counters, slinging jam jars out of the fridge and tripping over my no longer visible feet. Continue reading »
Procrasti…is that the time?
In procrastinating about writing I spend a lot of time reading about people who don’t read about how not to procrastinate and actually write. I’ve always been this way. In the lead up to my final exams at university I became an ardent viewer of snooker on the telly. I can colour code for England. … Continue reading »
Row row row your boat
If I am ever asked what I would like for Mother’s Day, for the rest of my life I will answer: “What I got in 2010.” We were traveling as a threesome to Blueys Beach, three hours north of Sydney, for the weekend and we’d booked one hour kayaking each on Smiths Lake. I hadn’t … Continue reading »
Don’t sweat the small, bouncy stuff
I swore blind that the Winnie the Pooh bouncy chair was the best thing our baby received as a gift, and indeed it was beautiful, soft and fun and it served him very well. Bouncers are so popular because it soon becomes obvious that it’s difficult to know where to put the baby when he … Continue reading »
Nice buns!
Everything I bake seems to look like boobs at the moment and I blame Fay Ripley. Continue reading »
You pretty now
One of my favourite times with my sons is when they sit next to, with or on me as I apply make up. I melt as they smear pink paste over their cheeks and Continue reading »
