Five minutes in, we’d seen a turtle in the bay, about 10 feet from the shore. Could have seen that from the jetty, I thought. I’m happy, is everyone else happy? Can we just get off now? Continue reading »
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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 »
Boob with a View
I have breastfed at the top of Centrepoint in Sydney, with 360 degree views of the city, on a very cramped semi-submersible boat on the Great Barrier Reef and on a pedalo in London’s glorious Regent’s Park. Choose your place wisely and everyone else will be too busy looking the other way. Continue reading »
