Fourteen Little Things…. 1. She points and claps and talks 2. She loves pumpkin soup and roast chicken 3. She 'sings' along with Twinkle Twinkle (in tune!) 4. She WILL take off her socks and shoes 5. She loves baths 6. She loves Daddy 7. She does not love elevators 8. She walks on […]
This is twelve days late, angel. Which means you turned one a month and 12 days ago. But I swear I just brought you home from the hospital, your little body curled into itself as though you were still in my belly. I am still pinching myself. Every day, I put you down for a […]
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 […]
We do not attend church. I object to many significant aspects of the Catholic faith. I decided against sending Luca to a Catholic school because of all that God talk. So it probably takes another non-practising Catholic to understand why the hell we would bother with a baptism for our children. For the record, I do not […]
In the backyard, beneath the glorious blue of the afternoon sky, she and I did our thing; mine was hanging washing on the line, her's was picking through the grass for things to eat – round, chokey things being her absolute favourite. She loves the outdoors, this one. Crinkly leaves, sharp-edged rocks – the back […]
A baby girl on her Baptism Day (outfit number #2) Last night, I went to dinner with some kinder mums as this little darling sobbed herself to sleep in her daddy's arms. Suffice it to say, I don't get out much. By the time I returned home, my left boob was huge with the milk […]
Did I mention my girl is doing this now? Yeah, Harlow has mastered the proper hands and knees crawl. And kudos to this sweet girl because it must hurt like hell on the floorboards. I'm mad about this child. And she is sweet respite from other things. While in some ways I […]
Maybe if I go like this…. …and then like this…. …and then…ummm… Mumma? I stuck!!! Which means only two more months before a year has passed. I can tell you this – holding this baby girl, feeling the soft, rounded babyness of her little body in my arms, sends a euphoric wave through me […]
