Little Babies

Happy Birthday, Hope

  This post is in honour of a baby girl stillborn six years ago today. It contains words and pictures that some may find triggering.   It was early yesterday morning. Too early and I crawled onto the couch and snuggled up to Ziggy who was watching TV in his pyjamas. My head was resting […]

Baby Come Back: saying goodbye to babyhood

My mum came to visit today. She wanted to see Harlow for her birthday, give her some presents.  It was a lovely visit. It always is with Granma. The kids love her. And she hung out some washing for me. Legend. As she was leaving, I said, "Say goodbye to the one-year-old for the very […]

A Little Peek in Harlow’s Nursery

So I've been meaning to show you Harlow's nursery for a while now. You might recall how excited I was to decorate a space for a girl. I was really excited. Let me take you back. We had moved into The Oldest House in the World on the strength of charming vintage wallpaper. Turns out […]

Twelve Little Months: One Beautiful Year

Twelve Little Months: One Beautiful Year

Oh, little girl. The task of reflecting on the first year of your life feels impossible to write without relying on tired cliché. The year has flown! Where has the time gone? It can’t be a year! Already??? But these are the words that come instantly to mind, the words I have been uttering all year […]

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Done?

Done?

There was a time when I could not sleep for all the thoughts in my head. A frantic mind full of 'stuff,' I had a lot of trouble switching off. The exhaustion of motherhood has been a complete cure. But lately, there's been something keeping me awake at night, and I can't quite believe it. […]

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Thirty Little Weeks

Thirty Little Weeks

          Oh, little girl         She of the bright blue eyes and the crooked smile         She of the belly laughs and the wrenching sobs         She of the kick-kick-kicking legs and the bah-bah-bahs         She of the whatever you call the wrist version of cankles         She who has more than thirty size 1 summer dresses (not.even.kidding.)         She who […]

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I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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