Background When my daughter was four months old, both sets of grandparents came from overseas to visit her in Australia. I ended up taking my mother to the emergency room when she arrived. Sleep deprived and extremely stressed I saw my mother in a new light. I look like my father. While I have my […]
Warning: this is just one big rant. I’m feeling sandwiched between the other generations. Squashed completely. No room to breathe. For the past couple of weeks it feels like I’ve not had a moment to myself. I missed Microblog Monday on the 3rd because I didn’t even notice it was Monday
This is my hundredth post. I wanted my hundredth post to be something substantial. Meaningful even. But I haven’t completed any of the half dozen or so drafts I’ve made over the past two months. Pickle is still learning to overcome the 40 minute nap. I don’t seem to have learned to blog in
I’ve been looking at sleep-sack tutorials as, now that she’s getting bigger, Pickle wriggles out of her swaddles. I want her to be able to sleep in the middle of her cot rather than at the very end to make it easier to lift her for night feeds. The plan is to use her existing wraps
I went to buy baby clothes for Pickle the other day. I found it totally overwhelming. Even outside the pink/blue themes there was lots of choice and despite my careful research, once in the store I had no idea about quality or price or anything. I came home with just a couple of onesies and
While I consider this pregnancy to have been fairly ‘easy’ on me so far (not that I have anything to compare it to), I have been experiencing hip pain and heartburn at night. Looking at the long and intimidating list of items to purchase in preparation for your new arrival I noted one said ‘nursing pillow’ and wondered
Once we received Mr Duncan’s visa grant and were working out the details of our move to Australia, we thought we’d spend a month or so experiencing the good food, weather and laid back lifestyle to be enjoyed holidaying on an island in Thailand. While we waited for our stuff to be shipped to Australia.
Although technically I have more time on my hands than usual, given I’m not working, time has been flying and I just feel tired all the time. I’ve been trying to figure out why. I don’t think its just the pregnancy. Or just the heat (which is lovely). Moving to a new country, no matter
We arrived in Australia to start our new life today. Today was also Pipkin’s due date. I’ve always had a head for dates – remembering birthdays and anniversaries without any effort. I’m glad that I can make this date dual purpose – and bring some positivity to an otherwise sad association. I hope I can