Little Months

Thirteen Little Months

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 […]

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 […]

Eleven Little Months

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 […]

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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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