One of the good things about half term and end of term holidays, which the kids spend with their Dad due to him only working term time, is the fact that I get my babies for the entire weekend instead. No splitting, no half days or couple of hours here and there like before and… read full entry »

I was going to write a long boring post today about all the shit that I’ve gone through this year. It’s a lot of shit. In the past few weeks alone I’ve felt the sting of death, twice, and helplessly watched my son crying out in fear and pain as a doctor manipulates his pudgy… read full entry »

For the first time in years (well, since 2008 if my archives are right!) I have spent the past week, give or take, absolutely crippled with horrific PMS symptoms. Uber cramps, lethargy, insomnia, bloating, stress, carb cravings, you name it: I’m suffering with it. But… worst of all, I seemed to have developed the emotional… read full entry »

I’ve been so preoccupied with introspection & navel-gazing recently that I’ve completely failed to update you all on various Real Life happenings that don’t directly relate to me. Isabel recently had her ‘induction’ day things at the school she starts in September, which consisted of a ‘stay and play’ type afternoon with the other parents… read full entry »

I haven’t had the time (or money) to obsess about cloth nappies recently — they go on Oliver’s butt and then they go in the wash … nothing new or exciting there — and I’m hoping that Oliver will want to start using the potty/toilet full time come summer (we’ve had occasional potty use but… read full entry »

We recently purchased a 2nd hand IKEA Kura bed & bed tent for Izzy with the grand plan that we’d eventually turn it over and then convert it into a bunk bed a la this popular IKEA hack so that Oliver can sleep underneath. In the mean time, while we get over our fear of… read full entry »

Weaning that is. Oliver has stopped feeding. I’m not sure when exactly he stopped – he’s been reducing his feeds for months. He’d feed a couple of times in one day, then nothing for a day, then a feed, then another skipped day. More gradual than Izzy from what I remember, but earlier than I’d… read full entry »

We made a rather interesting discovery on Christmas Day. It wasn’t intentional; Oliver helped himself to some of Isabel’s chocolate buttons – mouth stuffed so full that chocolatey dribble was oozing out of the corners – and we figured in for a penny, in for a pound and put proper butter and cream in the… read full entry »

Your child sleeps longer than normal in their own bed and you wake every hour anyway because you’re not used to them being away from you. You wake every time your little absent cosleeper murmers because you’re not used to hearing his sleep sounds over the monitor. You sleep on the edge of the bed,… read full entry »

Last week, every time Oliver went to sleep he did so clutching his little orange van. By the weekend, every time Oliver went to sleep he did so clutching a car and his little orange van. Today at nap time he went to sleep clutching a red car, a red and white car, and his… read full entry »