What I really hate is when cafes close the kitchen even though they're still open. I don't drink coffee and when I'm hungry for lunch, I don't care how delicious your triple layer choc brownie orgasmo cake is, the kids had their little hearts set on a bowl of hot chips and I wanted a […]
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Greatest Hits
You’ve ended up at The Little Mumma and not sure what to do next? Forgotten why you’re even here in the first place? Why not go back and read my entire archives? No? Then this list of popular posts might help. Defining Posts This blog is a personal narrative which means that I write about […]
The Little Daily: I Heart Snail Mail
Eeeps! A little package arrived in the mail this week. Inside is a treasure from my sweet sponsor, Julie, from Rascals and Ragamuffins. She has recently launched a boutique collection of little girls handmade clothes and she named the collection Harlow Rose. After my Harlow Rose! She asked me if that would be okay. Okay? […]
The Little Daily: Over-Sext
There are only three kinds of photos I send to Bren's phone. The first is of the kids. Naturally. They're face-punch cute and he totally agrees that they are. The other two are demonstrated above. And normally, I send them one after the other. One says, "Hey baby, I'm hot and you could get lucky […]
35 weeks – the give and the take
It must be noted that Ziggy was born when I was 36.5 weeks pregnant. Baby could be here in 1.5 weeks. 1.5 weeks???? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm nervous. So let's take a look at how this pregnancy is tracking. Because like all things in life, God giveth and god taketh away, even with a poor, defenseless preggo […]
2011 in 12
I know many people who are ready to kick 2011 in the arse on it's way out. For me, for us, it has been a year of challenges, for sure, but for the most part, I think 2011 has been kind to the Family M-G. So for that, I am grateful. And now, a photo […]
Where I’m From
I am from summers spent by the swimming pool, from Vegemite and family games of Monopoly that always ended in tears. I am from the house on the hill, ruddy red bricks, lush green lawns, the crunching gravel driveway sharp under bare feet. I am from sweet jasmine circling the verandah posts, the front paddock, […]

Heads Up! featuring Mommy Shorts
Zee has, at some point, while asleep, bitten me. On the nipple. While breastfeeding – yes, that saga continues. Fuck. Now, every time I feed him, it feels like pouring vodka onto a papercut. But on my NIPPLE. So, I am feeling sorry for myself. So instead of going to the gym or writing a […]