Little Son

8 Amazing Years Ago

Luca. The name is like music to me. It sings on the lips.  And eight years ago, this beautiful name took on the shape of a baby boy, making it infinitely more musical. I vividly remember the night before he was born. A restless sleep in a strange hospital bed. Wondering with every twinge whether […]

A little piece of almost 7

At bedtime a few nights back, he read to me. One minute, you're marvelling at how tiny a human fingernail can be and the next, those same fingers, now permanently grubby under the nails, are turning the pages of Mr Worry and your tiny fingernailed baby is reading all the words.  Soon enough it will […]

Fallen not so far from the tree

Physically, it has always been obvious that he was mine. But more and more, elements of his personality remind me of myself. Sometimes this little guy is so like me that it’s painful to witness. Mostly a sweet-natured and gentle kid, a perceived injustice can trigger a sudden rage. It is almost always aimed at […]

The Little Daily: Good Already

The Little Daily: Good Already

  This one is breaking my balls. And I think he senses it because every time I try to take a step back, he just takes another twenty forward until he is wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket of whiney need. Oh, I love him. That's not in question. And no-one makes me laugh […]

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The Little Daily: Of clowns and wee

The Little Daily: Of clowns and wee

  These two. Oh, man, these two.    I know, I know, they have adorable little faces but I swear, they are testing me on every level. Thinking about the next two weeks of school holidays where it will be my responsibility to entertain them every.single.day. is making me anxious. Luca is five years old […]

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The Little Daily: Boy

The Little Daily: Boy

Running on the treadmill at the gym today (me! at the gym! TODAY!), I noticed two little boys out the window.  They must have been around eight years old and each held a long stick in their hands that they were using to whack at the branches of a tree with the aim, I think, […]

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Hey! I Have Other Kids, Too!

Hey! I Have Other Kids, Too!

Yes! Here's some I prepared earlier! My boys. So huge now, so very grown up in comparison to their tiny baby sister. Since Harlow has arrived, Bren and I were expecting some kind of new baby fall-out. Jealousy, possessiveness, sly kicks to the baby's head when no-one's looking. You know, fall-out. But they've been incredible. […]

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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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