Scribbit recently led me over to Mamablogga and her delightful little list of successful ‘Mommy Bloggers’. I was surprised to know most of those already, and pleased to find some more great reads to add to my daily rota. Then I looked at the sites mentioned carefully and noticed something. All (bar one excellent Canadian)…
Yesterday, we went to a neighbouring suburb to play in the park and I took the opportunity to sneak off to an excellent second-hand bookshop nearby. It was my lucky day, because I hit the jackpot: The Madwoman in the Attic for $15, as new condition and a Helen Garner novel. Plus D H Lawrence’s…
At the Birthday Extravaganza on the weekend, the kids were given add-ons to their Thomas Train set. This included a new engine with batteries. So of course the whole set had to be dragged out to the lounge room and set up smack in the middle for everyone to trip over, because, really, a party…
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely*…… Riley is sick this week and we’ve been sequestered in the house, venturing out only to the chemist or the mail box. Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears…Well, his tears, as he’s crying…
It’s a Sunday afternoon. Both the kids are in bed, asleep at the same time, meaning mum and dad have a few hours of blessed peace. So what do mum and dad do? Head for bed themselves….for a nap. It’s a blessed luxury, when you can get it. Except when we’re hopping into bed, Adam…
I am very excited to present the next mother blogger interview. I stumbled across Wendy and her inspirational blog pretty much the same week I first began mine, and have since taken pleasure in the motivation she inspires and her support for all others. I doubt she needs any further introduction to many of you,…
The day begins at 6am. We’re up, ready, to drive into the hospital in the city. I am calm and nervous. No, not in pain, because I am to be induced. After three long months of painful Braxton Hicks’, my uterus refuses to give up my son, so eight days after my due date, they’re…
Riley’s first ever photo. Poor fella came out a bit battered….almost too big for momma! Edited to add: 3.997kgs born (or 8pd12oz)
Remember this? Well, when my mother was down, I wrote the draft to my piece of the family story. It’s not perfect, but it’s a start. I’ve pasted the first section below, partly because I’d like feedback and partly because I want to enter Scribbit’s Write Away contest for March because I am a competitive…
