When they're sick, when I'm sick, too, it always goes this way. I cradle them, my arms something solid and dependable when everything else feels out of control. Because throwing up is unsettling for anyone, but surely frightening for a little person. And as I hold their little body to mine, or two bodies as it went […]
Dinner, that is. Can you believe that my family sat down to another meal provided by a friend who thought I'd had a rough weekend and could use a break? Because I can't. Except that I obviously can because that lasagne was reeeeeally good! I don't know what I have done to deserve such kind […]
Luca, possibly the only gastro-sufferer to look even prettier than usual… Hello from the depths of hell! One weekend completely written off by a plague of vomitous despair. I must say I resent that. Of course, it's heartbreaking to see your children so miserable, and zero fun to be cradling a bucket of your own vom. […]
This was today. A forlorn little Ziggy, sick and sorrowful. Today started very early. Some time just after midnight if I recall correctly. Apparently, 'after midnight' is the agreed upon time for stomach bugs to initiate a complete takeover. It's a tremendous way to wake, isn't it? To the unmistakable sound of your child preparing […]
I am posting this late because my sons do not respect bedtime. But you had better believe I am raising them to respect women. Rest with the angels, beautiful Jill. [Source]
Today at the park I noticed some older boys pointing at Luca and being incredulous at the fact that he was a boy. How could he possibly be a boy when his hair is so long? This is not the first time. Luca has always worn his hair long and has always been mistaken for […]
Here's me breastfeeding. Again. (Actually, that's a lie. I had been breastfeeding but that baby right there is flat out asleep). I am not, and never have been, a discreet breastfeeder. Why would I? It's natural. It's normal. I never felt it was something to hide. Or flaunt. When my baby is […]
These two. Oh, man, these two. I know, I know, they have adorable little faces but I swear, they are testing me on every level. Thinking about the next two weeks of school holidays where it will be my responsibility to entertain them every.single.day. is making me anxious. Luca is five years old […]
