Motherhood
You Call It Preschool, I Call It Freedom!
Declan officially started preschool last Monday, I now have two days a week where I can experience the freedom of not having three foot of trouble hanging around my knees constantly. I spent the first day sobbing, the second day I was uneasy, but happy about how much he was enjoying himself, by the time … Continue reading
Scabs, Lies and Videotape
Declan has recently discovered the joy of picking scabs, not one to deprive him of such pleasure I haven’t got massively out of my way to stop him – he’s the kind of kid that if I say no will just get even more excited about whatever activity I’ve banned him from. That is until … Continue reading
Twelve Months On
My baby boy turned one year old on Saturday. One year since he shot out of my vag looking like a member of the Blue Man Group and entered the world. One year since he was whisked off to the NICU before I’d seen him, with Dan following promising to return with a photo. One … Continue reading
My OB Said WHAT???
I have just discovered (with thanks to Alicia of Tattoos And Drool) the fabulous site, My OB Said What???. Full of gems such as… “Your Cervix Is a Little Dehydrated” “The Vagina is a Very Dirty Place for a Baby!” And my personal favourite, regarding the DANGERS of birthing in a standing position: “…It Makes All The … Continue reading
Step Away From The Baby
From ParentDish’s most recent post: Thumbs Down. You spot a pair of tiny feet bouncing along in a stroller and can’t resist taking a peek. What cheeks! What big, brown eyes! What an adorable sign hanging precariously above the baby’s head warding me off lest I whip out the hand sanitizer! We’re not joking. The … Continue reading
Police Checks For IVF Patients In Vic
In the news today the Victorian government have announced that Police checks for IVF patients are now mandatory. The countries “top IVF experts” have condemned the move, and looking around at opinions online it seems that many people are agreed, I, on the other hand, am completely torn. I have no personal experience with IVF, … Continue reading
In Loving Memory Of My Fruit Loop
Everyone knows that, unless you’re Katie Holmes, Kate Hudson or Jennifer Garner, or any of the other stars with a million dietitians, physical trainers and yogis working on you, once you pop out a sprog there is no going back to your previous body. Your arse is automatically bigger, your boobs are heading towards your … Continue reading
