24 whole weeks (and one day). I wonder for how long I can write these posts? 50 Little Weeks? 100? I don't want to bore you with details of her every move. But I like sharing how she grows. The way her little face has changed, the growing curiosity that lights up those eyes, the determined set of her sweet […]
Little Lady
Twenty Three Little Weeks
Love, love, love, love. I mentioned the boys have been a little…challenging…this school holidays (note: we are currently on Day 2 of said holidays). And yet, inbetween the screaming (me) and the crying (also me), is Harlow, the baby sent directly from heaven. It's not because she sleeps right through the night (no, that […]
Twenty Little Weeks
I can't lie; having a daughter is AWESOME. Oh, it's awesome. It's pretty and pink and awesome, awesome, awesome. After dropping the ball recently, I am happy to say that I have stepped up my game and am making sure Harlow has tummy time every day. And I think she is right on […]
Sixteen Little Weeks
A day late (again) and I didn't take one photo of my little girl. Luckily, Bren did. Yesterday I spent the day away from my baby for the very first time. I left her with Daddy, three bottles of expressed milk and hope in my heart. I checked in when I could and Bren […]
Fifteen Little Weeks
A day late because yesterday was all about Master Luca. So much so that this is the only photo taken of Miss Harlow all day long. This face is just on the precipice of the morph into 'Har-LOCO' – poor little blossom was well over-stimulated with the birthday craziness and toy helicopter flying crashing. But […]
Fourteen Little Weeks
I apologise for the broken record of my heart…but oh, I love this child. Earlier, we took the photos for this post and then she began to get fussy. Seeing that time was ticking away, I was busy trying to get this piece done and published before the madness of dinner and bedtime descended on […]
The Little Daily: My Girl
Little Lady has her very first cold. An inevitable fact of life, and an important lesson for her little immune system, but still, I hate seeing my babies sick. Through the coughing and her husky cries, she can still find a smile for us.* My heart is on fire for this little girl. *Smile […]
Thirteen Little Weeks
13 little weeks, and also, exactly 3 months old today. I'm writing this at 3:42pm so 3 months ago today I was either still with legs in stirrups having some, ahem, repair work done or I was taking my first post-birth shower which is probably the best shower a woman will ever have in her […]

