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Little Luca
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. […]
(Almost) Instant Karma
Little LD has been dealing with lots of change lately. In the last week, I made the decision to begin him in a 3-year-old kindergarten program. Previously, he'd been in daycare and since he has been settled and happy there, I figured he could stay there until it was time to start 4-year-old kindergarten next […]
The Little Week That Was: The Party Edition
The past week has been a doozy, the culmination of which was yesterday's play centre party extravaganza. Yes, LD is now four years old. Cute little fucker, that one. There's much I could say about the party but since we've eaten take-away pizza for dinner twice (count them, TWO TIMES) in a row and I […]
Party Hats On
I am in pre-birthday party hell. LD will be four this Sunday and I am so deeply unprepared, it's not funny. Each year on the anniversary of his birth, we have managed to mark the occasion in some way. We had the obligatory first birthday party. I plotted and planned it for months ahead only […]
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 […]
Made of stronger stuff than I
Have I mentioned that moving recently has been somewhat traumatic? Have I mentioned the horrendous skin break outs from stress? The eczema on my hands from too many cleaning products? The anxiety and subsequent weight loss? The inability to regain my mojo in any form resulting in lots of take-away dinners resulting in all weight […]
Bumpier Roads
Last week, when I arrived at daycare to pick up LD (who had spent his first day in the kinder room): Little LD: Mumma! Little Mumma: Hi, honey! (Kneeling beside him) Did you have a good day? Little Shit (appearing from nowhere to butt in): HE ripped a book! Little Mumma: Oh. Did you […]
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