7 Days
Seven days = 168 hours. I figure I spent about 42 of those hours sleeping and 100 hours cleaning the juicer so that leaves 26 hours I am unable to account for! WTH. What do I do with myself all day? This week has …
Life
Nothing to see here, move on
Today I hung the washing out in the sunshine, listening to an Oprah and Deepak meditation on my phone {no, for real I was! check it here}. And then it hailed. I spent 10 minutes changing the baby’s diaper, blow drying his bum and gently applying …
Sunday. Funday? Mumday? Bumday?
Not do-it-in-the-bum-day. Get your mind out of the gutter. Ahh Sunday. You move me to Random Thoughts; I saw on the Encyclopaedia of Facebook that there is 21 days until Spring. Hot damn that is excellent news. It’s gotten cold again, I’ve got a cold …
Realising you were doing it all wrong; the bedtime breastfeeding debacle.
Today, on the eve of Nixon’s first birthday, I woke up without having left my bed at all {!!!!!!!!!} the night before. My serial night-feeder only woke once and settled himself back to sleep after about 5 minutes of fussing. This is a huge deal for …
This Week…….
I took time out to visit a dear friend and we laughed and laughed and ate pies and sushi together and discussed how we like drinking bourbon at the end of a long week {or just a long day} I took my vitamins 1/7 I …
So, hey……It’s Monday!
………………and we’re not at Starship, and Nix is not having his op today. Remember in my last post about poop {sorry about all the poop posts, it pretty much rules our lives at the moment!} I mentioned 2-5 massive bouts of diarrhea per day? Well, …
Life Lately
Ahhhh, absence makes the blog stats sadder……..or are your hearts growing fonder? Either way, I’m just about through a jar of Reese’s Pieces {thanks Simone!} and a Canadian Club {thanks Duty Free!} so let’s have a catch up; Of utmost importance, wtf is going on …
Online Grocery Shopping: The Hidden Peril
So the clever little marketers at Countdown timed their $1 delivery promotion just perfectly, reeling the mummy’s in with a little self-indulgence before before their annual day of appreciation and bacon for breakfast. “No grocery shopping for me!” I fist pumped as I settled in …
Week Two sans Husband
The week began with Ethan telling me to shut up. It transitioned from there into grumpy grunting, and a blanket ban on electronics. What is a boy to do without his gadgets? The horror! I am absolutely the worst mum in the world. Seething is …
What’s shaking kids?
I’m pretty sure I have finally shrugged off the funk that has settled over me for the last month, thank god {collective sigh of relief heaved in this house}. The daily grind, injected with some super busy commitments wore me down for a while there. …