Thirteen years ago our lastest baby was born premature, via an emergency c-section at National Womens Hospital in Auckland New Zealand. She arrived after I stayed in hospital for many weeks trying to #keepHerInUtero and growing for as long as possible. I was sick with pre-eclampsia and each day as I got more swollen and… Continue reading Bella’s World
It's the Baby Demon's birthday next week. She's turning the big THIRTEEN. So in actual fact, she is not a baby. Something she's been telling me since forever. Since January she's been saying that she's BASICALLY thirteen already. At this rate, soon I will blink and she will be BASICALLY twenty-one. The child who is… Continue reading I quit being the Master of the Birthday Party Universe
That only time, hard work, lots of tears, lots of laughter and lots of love could prove wrong. "Don't get married. You'll end up barefoot and pregnant, in the kitchen. And totally miserable."
That I was happy to prove wrong. "You don't have the discipline required to finish writing a book."
That I say now to my kids. With emphatic emphasis. "Get down from there. You're going to fall down, crack your head and DIE."
Big Son came to tell me that he had gotten Bigger. Over the holidays. He was wearing his school uniform. He stood in the doorway and flexed a muscle boy flex pose. "See Mum? I think I need new shirts. My chest, my back, my arms - they've grown and I cant fit these shirts… Continue reading My Muscles Are Busting Out of My Shirt