Little Milestones

My Kids Are All At School This Year and I’ve Never Been Happier

I expected to cry on her first day. I’m not entirely sure why because I certainly didn’t when either of the boys began school but I wondered whether maybe sending my last child – my baby! – off to school might crack open a little well of bittersweet. But no, I was as dry-eyed as ever and frankly, a little irritated when she clung fiercely to Daddy’s neck when we tried to leave. We had a kid-free coffee date to get to damn it!

Zig Starts School + 5 Tips for School Mum Newbies

  Oh, I know, I know, this is a (semi-professional) blog and not a personal scrapbook, but how could I not share photos of my kid on his first day of Prep? Ziggy has begun school (the year before Grade 1, sometimes known as Kindergarten in other places – but not here in Victoria because […]

Twelve Little Months: One Beautiful Year

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 […]

Tomorrow

Tomorrow

I could see that he was jittery, his restless little body betraying what was going on in his mind. So I asked him, "How are you feeling about tomorrow?" He thought for a little bit and said,  "Actually, I'm a little bit angry." "Angry? Why, honey?" I asked, surprised. "Well, because sometimes I just like […]

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12 Years

12 Years

This week, Bren and I clocked up twelve years together. Seven years of those we have been engaged. Five of them we have spent as parents. We do plan to get married some day. We are saving up so that JLo can sing at our wedding. Haha, just kidding! JLo can't sing! This year's anniversary […]

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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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