I have a vexed relationship with technology. Just ask anyone in my mothers’ group. One of them reckons I never answer my mobile phone or respond to texts in a timely manner – and she’s absolutely right. Another suggested I … Continue reading
It occurred to me recently that not only am I a blogger, I am a bogger, which is the technical term for someone who has changed too many nappies in their time. By my calculations, I have dealt with around 5334 nappies over … Continue reading
Prior to my arrival at the Tresillian Family Care Centre in Willoughby earlier this week, I did some figures on the back of an envelope and worked out that I’ve been pregnant or lactating for 58 of the last 65 … Continue reading
I remember the first time my friend Lisa – a desperately tired mother of a sleepless six-month old - mentioned to me that she was going to spend a week at Tresillian, aka Sleep School for Babies. I made a … Continue reading
Clearly I’m not cut out to be a blogger. Apparently if you don’t update your blog regularly (like, daily), you’re out of touch. Well, it’s been SIX WEEKS since I last blogged. Absolutely unforgiveable, they tell me. Maybe I’m just … Continue reading
Following my youngest’s recent croup episode, I contracted the adult manifestation – laryngitis. Now, I know I can use a fairly commanding voice with my three lovely kids. Quite often it’s the only thing left to assert, when I’ve got one child swinging off … Continue reading
Recently I ended up in an ambulance with my youngest (5 months), who was suddenly struck down with croup. It was almost midnight when I heard something that sounded like a bung set of bagpipes playing in his room. I … Continue reading