Tomorrow is May Blossom’s third birthday. If you’d asked me three years ago what I thought my life might look like now, I would have looked at you like you were crazy, because I now realise I never really looked much further than a few days ahead.
Pregnant, I could only focus on the birth. Once I had a newborn I couldn’t picture her as a toddler. As a toddler I couldn’t picture her as a pre-schooler. When I was pregnant with Garnet I couldn’t see how I could ever love another baby. Until a few weeks ago I couldn’t picture ever being able to work again for money. But lo and behold, here I find myself, 20 hours short of three years into this mothering business, and this morning, while my daughter rather too expertly navigates her way around ABC’s catch-up channel on the iPad, her 10-month-old brother naps in the pram, and I sit in the window seat writing this, I have already worked for three hours. It is 9.15.* Continue Reading »
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He wasn’t a bad baby to begin with, but about six months ago I began to hear tales from his mother about various crimes and misdemeanours for which he was responsible. First there was the broken wall near our local post office. Continue Reading »
Hello out there. Since last I posted, there has been pestilence aplenty in the House of Gusto, some tremendous backsliding on the baby sleep front, and a change of Crazy Pills for me, which has lightened my outlook sufficiently for me to look at everything around me and deem it Not That Bad and Not Worth Blogging About. Good for me, bad for those of you who like to read my Doom and Gloom posts. So here are a few things that have been going on around here, in no particular order (except the last item, which is the best).
Thing 1: Since one or other or another of his or my recent colds or ear infections or other random maladies that have blurred into one long misery I like to call Winter, baby Garnet stopped sleeping in his cot at all. He now sleeps in our bed at night, or in the car, stroller or carrier during the day. This is good because he sleeps much more soundly at night when he is with us, neither H nor I have to drag ourselves out of bed to resettle him, and he is a delicious bundle of sweetness and cuddles during the night. This is bad because during his naps I often have to hang out with him, reading on my phone while his sister gorges herself on ABC kids programs on the iPad. This means I don’t get much else done. Luckily he doesn’t nap a huge amount. It is also a bit bad because he likes to go to bed a lot earlier than I do. But the upshot of it all is that I am getting heaps more sleep, and am thus much more mentally balanced. May Blossom gets more TV, which she adores. Garnet gets rest. Win. (Yes, I know. Unsustainable sleeping plan. Rod for own back. We’ll fix it when we fix it. Right now it’s working for us.)
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Yesterday my tiny baby May Blossom started daycare. She went off all by herself (well, we took her there, obviously. She didn’t have to catch the bus) and spent from 8.30 in the morning until 4.30 in the afternoon with someone who was not me, her dad, her grandparents or one of her uncles. She is two months shy of three years old, and that’s the nearest the word ‘shy’ will get to her. Headstrong: yes. Strong-willed: ‘extremely’, said her daycarer. But not shy. Continue Reading »
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Our new house has an upstairs and a downstairs. How fancy. The downstairs of the place was built in 1919 and the upstairs in 1981, so naturally, the previous owners (builders of the upstairs) decided to seamlessly join the two different styles (Californian bungalow with nods to the Arts and Crafts movement and 1980s Blurgh) with a staircase I believe architects call ‘Victorian Babykiller’. That is to say there were faux-Victorian turned ballisters and newel posts in an entirely insufficient quantity to prevent adults, let alone children, from slipping between them and to their certain maiming or death. Continue Reading »
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Remember when I used to write things on this blog? Those were the days, eh? Well, those days might be returning. Things are finally, hopefully, starting to settle down around here, after a few months of complete upheaval. We sold a flat, bought a house, moved all the things in the world, which it turns out we own, into the new house. And we all got sick multiple times, playing Pass The Bacteria over and over until one illness morphed into something else and no-one could remember how to sleep or clean or cook why we even all liked each other once upon a time.
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