In the interest of transparency, I probably shouldn’t say anything until I show you this; You might have seen them before. These pictures were taken at Harlow’s baptism last year. Yes, I styled it myself. Yes, I trawled Pinterest for hours on end, bargained down a $2 shop employee when purchasing 24 small, […]
This is a sponsored post for Firth’s The Compensation Lawyers. They have invited me to write a piece about family. When babies are newborn, they can be so incredibly tiny and fragile-looking. The huge task of keeping this brand new person alive makes most first-time parents a little breathless – even if the […]
Note the absence of children… I never understood my friends with school kids when they said they looked forward to the end of term break. I thought the default setting for parents was School Holidays = Hell. I thought we were all meant to hold one another at the prospect of all that quality time. But […]
That’s weird. She didn’t smile at me today. She always smiles at me. Last week at pick-up, we had that great chat. At least, I thought it was great. She was laughing, wasn’t she? Maybe she was just being polite. Oh shit, maybe I've done something to upset her. Did I? What did I say? […]
It is windy in Melbourne tonight. Dark and cold, a sudden gust blows through the trees outside the nursery window and my daughter and I, we rock and rock, back and forth, back and forth. We are safe and warm here. Today she fell face first down a stair made of bricks. One moment she […]
In the backyard, beneath the glorious blue of the afternoon sky, she and I did our thing; mine was hanging washing on the line, her's was picking through the grass for things to eat – round, chokey things being her absolute favourite. She loves the outdoors, this one. Crinkly leaves, sharp-edged rocks – the back […]
Let's all agree that baby's first Christmas was completely stupid and we bought too much shit. And if it wasn't you, it was the grandparents, aunts/uncles or…you know, you. Because we all do it. Bursting with the momentousness of firsts, we wax lyrical about the wonder of viewing Christmas through the eyes of a child […]
