Hi. It’s been a little while since I last wrote. There are a few reasons for that, which if you’re interested, you can read about on my website. But for today I’d like to talk about toddlers, specifically the way in which they are like Joe Pesci (it’s not just that they’re short with high-pitched…
Since returning to full-time employment after having a child I’ve faced a number of obstacles. Most of them are The Master’s toys which are strewn from one end of the house to the other. But certainly the removal of daytime naps from my life has been a sad loss.
It’s Mother’s Day on Sunday. You probably already know this due to the plethora of mailers and store displays encouraging you to show your mother how much you love her by shelling out some money and buying her a gift or two.
Kia ora all! Sorry about the lack of posts last week. There was a bit of drama happening around our way that I won’t go into, but things are back on a slightly more even keel this week so blogs will be happening again. I hope you didn’t miss me too badly but please remember…
For the longest time after I had a baby I was really, truly not comfortable with the word “mother”. Well, not so much the word itself, more that it now applied to me. Mother. It just seemed to come with a lot of gravitas. Far too much for this flibbertygibbet.
I’d never really thought much about it before, but I would like my offspring to have an appreciation of The Arts. I don’t expect him to be an artist or even have an artistic or creative job necessarily but I would like him to see the value in artistic endeavours.
Reading is a really big part of my life, as is writing, of course. The idea of not being able to do those things as well as I need to is upsetting to me but that’s the reality for many people living with dyslexia.
Earlier this week a woman was rescued by police from a car that shortly afterwards sank into the Waitemata Harbour. Dramatic photos of this event have sparked the imagination.
One of the things they never tell you about parenthood is how much it hurts. And I’m not talking about labour, or breastfeeding, or even those uterine cramps you get while breastfeeding (like a super-fun combination of both discomforts).
In November 2013 I started writing a blog post about movies and television episodes to avoid watching while pregnant. I never finished writing it because the next day we were informed that our baby would be arriving ahead of schedule. As I know several people who are pregnant at the moment I thought it would be…