My little peanut is in such a fascinating stage at the moment. It’s all about her independence. From her clothing choices (“I want to wear a pretty dress, Mummy”) to our daily activities (and the speed with which we do them). It’s required a lot of patience that I, admittedly, don’t always possess. I struggle … Continue reading The teenager in my two-year-old.
There is something weirdly gratifying about watching your child nearly every waking moment through their early years. I mean, it can also be exhausting and stressful to be responsible for another human 24/7, I grant you. Particularly once they start moving. Just hear me out here. I think it’s safe to say most of us … Continue reading Double-0 mummy.
I have this irritating habit (say once or twice a week) of waking up in the middle of the night irrationally worried about a million things that happened or didn’t happen with Leni the day before. Things totally out of my control. Odd moments from yesterday whose outcome were almost always positive or definitely ok … Continue reading Case of the moonlight mommy guilts.
I have come to the conclusion that our first ballet class sucked almost entirely because I failed to embrace the insanely adorable fashion possibilities. Could our disastrous first class have been improved with some tulle and leg warmers? I have very little doubt. My sister Erin very kindly donated my niece Gemma’s gently used ballerina … Continue reading My tiny dancer.
A couple things happened this week that really shook me up. The first occurred at Leni’s ballet class. We’d missed the first two--one while I was away and the other because I mixed up the days (face, palm). I felt a bit sheepish going to the class as I tend to be a come hell … Continue reading Why having each other’s backs is everything.
I very much wish I was writing to you from Barbados right now, but alas, we have returned. The good stuff just flies by, doesn't it? Before we left I was talking to a friend about how I’d been planning and packing for our trip for weeks. She just nodded, all knowing-like, and told me … Continue reading Eyes on the prize
My little one is nearly 22-months-old, if you can believe it. It is insane to think she is a breath away from two. I’ve barely written about her development of late (ok, I've barely written--more on that later) because it no longer feels like something I can sum up in a post. Maybe it never … Continue reading Peanut’s crazy fast development update
We’ve been filling our days with our Advent activities. It sure is nice to have each day semi-curated in advance. Especially since our fall classes have ended. Jose and I were wondering if there was such a thing as a “life curator” we could hire to plan our weekends for us. Pro bono, of course. … Continue reading Nothing’s hotter than doing errands your partner hates
The holiday season is officially in full-swing and, remarkably, I actually have my shit together. This is rarely the case for me most years, despite always starting out with all sorts of seemingly achievable goals. As such, I think you’ll agree I’ve earned the right to be a little smug about it. Oh you don’t? … Continue reading Starting new traditions
Jose and I finally had our very first night away. I know, I know, I’ve been hyping this thing up for weeks. The preparation for our little getaway seriously occupied my mind non-stop right to the last minute. I wrote a 4-page manifesto for Jose’s mum, cooked every meal in advance, cleaned the house, the … Continue reading How to accept help in 100 easy steps.