Ethan and I didn’t go out looking for an ugly cake to buy Dave for his birthday, but lo and behold we found one anyway. We were picking up some things for the birthday dinner and Ethan spotted Louie in cake form! Although he was …
Parenting a wild almost 5 year old boy is hard [FUN] work. It is so easy to get exasperated with the noise, the mess, the laundry, the tantrums and the 10,000 times a day that you hear ‘MAMA’. Nigel Latta has just released a new book …
How average are these?
I was looking forward to getting these as I had heard loads of feedback from people about how much they loved their pictures. But these are so underwhelming, I am quite disappointed.
I had dressed Ethan for his photos, and his hair looked GOOD when he left the house, the photographer took it upon themselves to remove Ethan’s sweatshirt resulting in the bed-head you can see in the pics.
Ethan is super cute but these photos are so cheesy!
I can’t remember ever feeling this acutely aware of the change of seasons. Perhaps it was harder to notice in the suburbs, it was more difficult to hear the birds, you never saw the baby animals or noticed the buds on the huge old trees …
(Formerly known as Tuesday…..it’s what’s in my head)
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Driving to the playground yesterday Ethan was telling me about his day at kindy; Ethan: “I put my arm around Sinead and patted her on the back ’cause she is my bestest friend” Me: “That was so sweet, I bet you made her very happy” Ethan: …
That’s the time the alarm goes off. My alarm. It isn’t Ethan, it’s a real clock and it goes off each morning to wake me up.
After four years of SAH-mumming, getting a job is a very interesting thing, and has very interesting effects on our daily routine. Or my daily routine at the very least. No-one else notices my gainful employment too much except for Louie – and he is hating it – I might even say that he is back on the brink of depression.
So today I was out of the house for 10 hours in a row! I know. That is a lot of time out of the house, my house, the place where I love to be more than anything. Here’s a quick recap;
Then….fill Ethan’s tummy get him in bed with a story by 7pm and all of the usual household stuff I normally have a whole week to do. I know I have it relatively easy as Dave vacuumed this morning before he left for work and also made tomorrow nights dinner (he’s a legend for sure xxxx). Funny thing is, even though we did not plan for this job, it just happened, our routine is adapting and we are all getting used to Mummy actually having shit to do. I haven’t been happier for a long time, yes I have had a stressful week, a print deadline that was exacerbated by meddling, erroneous workmates but I finished the job and all is well. It’s 9.30, I am in bed and exhausted and trying to figure out how to do all of the above and pass two papers this semester. Studying is the only thing falling by the wayside, but that is always the case and I haven’t failed yet!
Ethan has moved up a level at swimming and is now swimming a whole length of the pool! He was exhausted today as he was the only one in his class so worked super hard for the whole lesson.
