Monthly Archives: March 2010
Boring Book Is Boring
The page was open on a chapter about PHP and syntax. Fairly certain that would bore anyone to sleep. Please note our awesome (broken) Darthphone and the “Stud” coffee cup – I have a matching one that says “Princess”, the jury is still out on which one is a bigger lie. Yes. We use a … Continue reading
Second Child Syndrome
A couple of days ago I backdated a photopost about Connor, I was hoping to sneak it in under the radar, but forgot about the magic of RSS, and of course the people reading my feed saw it pop up. Why am I backdating posts about my littlest babe you ask? Guilt. No. Worse than … Continue reading
Making The T-Shirt Fit The Crime
It all started so innocently. A bit of afternoon painting to fill up the time in between coming home from preschool and eating dinner. Sounds great right? Whatever could go wrong. Allow me to present a photo essay of what could go wrong: Declan likes to consider himself a post-modern impressionist. He decided he needed … Continue reading
Welcoming The Early Stages Of Insanity
Yesterday I sat down and sorted a pack of sprinkles into colours. It didn’t occur to me until Dan asked what the hell I was doing that this might be a little strange, I just didn’t want the decorations on my cupcakes to clash. The day that I’d planned to make Declan’s cupcakes for his … Continue reading
Fast Food Fern
I am slightly obsessed with junk food. I’m also slightlyfairly overweight. These two things may or may not be related, but I’m thinking they probably are. This pregnancy was my hardest and my heaviest. Again, I’m thinking that’s probably related. One of the big goals I’ve set for myself this year, and before we even … Continue reading
Robyn’s Birth Story
On Thursday morning, the 18th, my waters broke whilst I was laying in bed having a chat with Declan. We dropped the boys around to my in laws and made our way off to hospital. The midwives confirmed that my waters had broken and, in exactly the same way as I was with Connor and … Continue reading
Best Laid Plans
Dan and I decided to have a business meeting (as much as you can call us scribbling away at notepads and drinking coffee a business meeting) at an indoor playground yesterday. In hindsight, I do not recommend it. One grumpy one year old, and one hyperactive three year old (that has no concept of fear … Continue reading
Inspiration
One thing I keep on hearing over and over again since Robyn’s birth is how “inspirational” I am. I feel like a fraud. I certainly don’t feel inspirational, in fact I think I feel pretty much everything but that. Today I felt jealous. The green eyed monster planted himself firmly on my shoulder in the … Continue reading
Weep Not For The Memories
The funeral is done. I feel like the first chapter is finished, the book will never end, but the first part is done and over with, and the rest will be easier to get through. I’m still trying to put together all of the pieces of the last fortnight, it still seems like a crazy … Continue reading
