Has anyone ever really slipped on a banana peel?
The memory is vivid in my mind. One little body versus one comparatively huge car. This story has a happy ending. I wonder if I could tell it if it did not. It was school pick-up. I was ten, maybe eleven years old? I was sitting in the front passenger seat beside my mother […]
Point me towards the nearest deserted island.
This post is in honour of a baby girl stillborn six years ago today. It contains words and pictures that some may find triggering. It was early yesterday morning. Too early and I crawled onto the couch and snuggled up to Ziggy who was watching TV in his pyjamas. My head was resting […]
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, […]
I don't remember the actual moment I first heard the word but I know it thrilled me to the core. Mumma. When my first baby said it. And then the next baby. And the next. Thrilled anew each time. It sounded like music for the longest time. Still sounds like music. A single word […]
“I hate you, Dad! I wish you would DIE.” The words were ragged with rage as though they might have torn at his lungs on the way out. And though they were terrible words, serious words that would normally have provoked reprimand, Bren and I could only look at one another in shock. Our boy, […]
In the deepest, darkest night, all the world is sleeping like a baby – except for the babies. Because babies were sent here to torture us and that is the truth that every parent must learn. Oh, I know, there are some babies who sleep well. Some who sleep through from the second week of […]