Self care. It matters.

I twisted my knee getting off the floor trying to avoid a bloody toy and it's been a bit sore since. So I've seen a physio. Obviously the leg needed to make an appearance for a massage and I pulled up my pant leg to reveal what can only be described as chewbaccas face glued... Continue Reading →

Those first few days.

Those first few days. Double maternity pad wearing, child bearing Hips ache, belly shakes. Thirsty hungry both of us. Ring the bell, not cause a fuss. Midwife comes, milk the boob. Yellow liquid gold, perfect food. Those first few days. Little man sleepy time. All the time. Midwife says the birth turned out fine. Stitches... Continue Reading →

12 truths about the end of pregnancy.

We are in the throes of it right now. 38 weeks and quickly/slowly counting. And by we I mean me. Because really dear Husband, you are my rock, my support, but you don't know what this is feeling like. I tried explaining to him, the soreness feels. That heavy, weighing down feeling where everything is... Continue Reading →

Complacency and being lulled.

As a teacher, the first few weeks of the new school year are bliss. Kids are angels who listen intently, write down everything you say, follow instructions and make you feel like 'Yes! These little cherubs are the best behaved kids!' Come about week 7, they start to be a tad too cool, they test... Continue Reading →

The Big D.

  Mummas coffee group the other day was one to say 'see you later' to our wonderful friend and her bubba who is not so bubba-ish anymore. Where did the time go? When did they evolve into toddlers? ¬†God dam they grow so quick; the usual conversation between us these days. I have weeping JD... Continue Reading →

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