Little Loves

Brag Book

Okay, so I know I promised that this blog wasn't ever going to be a shrine to the cuteness of my children or an online baby book I shared with the world….. …but come on! How fecking cute is my daughter???? These photos were taken on Harlow's third day of life. She has a smidge […]

Two Little Weeks

Time flies. And we fall more and more in love. A daughter. A tiny sister. A little girl of our very own. There is so much to be thankful for.   Oh, to push pause on the remote control of life! To just stop and breathe in the magic of this time. Crazy tired though […]

One On One

[Photo Source] I was from a family of four. It was just my parents, my older brother and me. I don't recall ever wishing for a bigger family. I think I understood that I was a bit of a princess and that more kids would endanger the sweet little set up I had going as […]

So proud!

So proud!

So it's come to my attention that Zee is this child –   I have been quoting this scene from Parenthood for years. And now, I have my very own little Justin. Of course, it is impossible to get Zee to wear any kind of beanie or hat to ward off cold or sun but […]

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Your Wookie

Your Wookie

It's a suffocating kind of love…. Every morning, without fail, I awake to find at least one but mostly two little people who were not in bed with me when I went to sleep the night before. Bottom line, neither of them sleep in. But Zee is the ultimate worst. This morning was no exception. […]

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Masquerading Mumma

Masquerading Mumma

Some days, being a mother feels like playing dress-ups. I am clunking around in a pair of stilettos ten times the size of my little girl feet with bright red lipstick applied clown-like to my little girl mouth. Some days, I am masquerading as a grown up.   Becoming a mother empowered me in ways […]

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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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