The last four days have probably been the most stressful and emotional of all the days in my 30 years so far.
My husband and I dropped Milla off at Granna and Poppy’s and off we went to have our 18-20 week ultrasound and a relaxing celebratory lunch.
Unfortunately it didn’t turn out as we had hoped. [...]
Being a mother of a child who is not yet capable of talking is quite a challenge. In the beginning I would never know why she was crying as she had reflux and would just cry all the time.
Now, thankfully, the reflux is gone…but I still find myself scratching my head at times, wondering why [...]
In the past month Milla’s language has really take off. No words have been uttered as such, but she is now using that gorgeous baby-babble and the consonant sounds are flowing beautifully.
So far we have lots of ‘dada’ (for daddy) ’soso’ (for Sonny the dog) nana (for Nanny or banana – we are still not [...]
When I started writing for Mr Wrigglebot, I made no guarantees that my musings on baby life wouldn’t involve poo. Today I am going to follow through on that non-guarantee. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
It was a fine, sunny day in May, and the Arch-man and I found ourselves in a clothing store in [...]
The past month has been crazy for us, we have been extremely busy and I feel like I’ve been just trying to survive. Husband has had tight deadlines and has had to work from the office rather than home making things a bit more unsettled. Anyways I was absolutely exhausted, by the way I’m also [...]
Having a child makes me smile and laugh so much more in my day than I ever used to – and I have always been a very happy person. I get so much enjoyment out of watching Milla grow and develop and there is nothing more amusing than her expression and reaction when she comes [...]
Someone once told me that motherhood is a series of moments, and that to get through the tough bits, you have to live from one precious moment to the next.
My son loves his cot, and when he’s tired, it’s all he wants. No car seat, no pram, no people holding him. Cot. Once he’s in [...]
Husband got new knives for his birthday so now he takes a great pride in his chopping ability. I think he thinks that he is the Australian Iron Chef with his cleaver, I do not think so however. We eat after Wrigglebot is in bed as this gives Husband time to get home from work [...]
The other day I just happened to say to Wrigglebot, ‘Where is your belly?’ I have never asked him before and he pulled up his top and exposed his very round belly. I was very impressed, both with the enormous belly and the fact that he recognised the word belly. I continued to do some [...]
I thought somehow (like most mothers do I think) that my little Wrigglebot was the most perfect little boy; he never had tantrums, never cried for no reason, I thought I would escape the ‘terrible twos’. I have discovered that I was sadly mistaken. He is only 14 months and he is already becoming rebellious. [...]