Little Parenting

Happy Birthday, Hope

  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 […]

Party Hardest: what is with kids’ birthday parties these days?

  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, […]

Mumma – the best worst word of all

  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 […]

Beautiful Bias

Beautiful Bias

Brad Pitt and his brother, Doug. So alike…but not. Hold the hate mail but I'm about to make a confession that some of you might find deeply unpalatable. One of my kids is better looking than the other. Yes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And as their mother, I consider both my […]

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Music Memory

Music Memory

    I thought everyone's life had a soundtrack. Every significant memory in my life – and even the insignificant ones – have music attached. My earliest memories are all punctuated by songs. Going to Mum's hairdresser reminds me of Mondo Rock, trips away on the houseboat recall the Good Morning, Vietnam soundtrack, driving to […]

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Sandpapered Heart

Sandpapered Heart

  It's a vivid memory. Luca is in his highchair and I am feeding him. He must be around seven or eight months old. Something happens. I do something funny. Or maybe he does. Either way, it's funny and we're laughing. He has laughed before. By this age, he must have laughed a thousand times. […]

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Mother Judger

Following on from last night's post about my radio superstar moment, I thought I'd add a few thoughts about the caller who spoke directly after me. If you didn't hear it, this is an edited transcript. The Nova 100 breakfast team, Hughesy and Kate  (with Ed Kavalee), posed the question, "Is stay-at-home parenting boring?" The […]

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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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