25. Are we done yet?

How do you know when you are “done”? When its time to donate all of your baby items and pack away your baby dreams; confident that your family is as large as its supposed to be? Some families seem to “know”. Some families say “one kid is enough work for us!” Others have health issues… Continue reading 25. Are we done yet?

19. These are a few of my favourite things

Once again, I find myself writing after a lengthy absence. There were times last year when I did not write because I was so caught up in feeling utterly depressed and that I felt I had nothing good to say. There were plenty of other times that “best sellers” were cleverly crafting themselves in my… Continue reading 19. These are a few of my favourite things

18. FAMIVERSARY

When I am out in public with all the children, strangers frequently ask me “are they all yours?” Not wanting to go into specifics, my typical response is: “Yes. This is my family.” My stomach was full of nerves and my pulse was racing as I watched the two little girls walk hand in hand… Continue reading 18. FAMIVERSARY

16. The voices in my head

Click- click- my thumb is pressing down on the button of our van’s electronic key, my hand outstretched towards the brass lock. I am standing at my front door, staring at the faded yellow paint and the silver door handle, wondering, why hasn’t it opened yet? When what I am doing dawns upon me, a… Continue reading 16. The voices in my head

14.And Baby makes 5

As Baby J’s due date approached, I found myself checking off all the commitments that I had put into the diary over the past weeks and months when I had wondered whether I would really be able to attend any of them. Play group Christmas party? Check. Thank you event? Check. Sunday school helper? Check.… Continue reading 14.And Baby makes 5

13. Ramblings of a sick, 39 weeks pregnant mum

I am considering drafting a proposal to the Australian government. Being a sick mother should be illegal. When a mother starts to feel a worrying scratch in the back of her throat, she should be able to press some kind of alert which ensures that a team of Mary Poppins style nurses and nannies is… Continue reading 13. Ramblings of a sick, 39 weeks pregnant mum

12. Hot and bothered

I have never been very fond of summer. Call me un-Australian, but I would choose mild, overcast weather any day over hazy blue skies and heat that bakes you the moment you step into it. I was rather enjoying some of the cooler, cloudy days last week. A friend (apparently) spoke to me a little… Continue reading 12. Hot and bothered

9. Upon stopping to smell the roses

For many years I have had a somewhat obsessive-compulsive/guilt-motivated relationship with the old “stop and smell the roses” cliché. When out walking, if I passed a fence overhung with roses, I simply had to stop to smell them because otherwise I felt I was not truly ‘embracing life’. The wisdom of the old adage was… Continue reading 9. Upon stopping to smell the roses

8. The strange life of a foster child

Last weekend we took the four little ducks on an outing to the city to visit Wildlife World and the Aquarium. To be completely honest, the whole day was a bit of a disaster. It was long and tiring, filled with tears and tantrums. Miss A complained a lot. Miss L cried often, wanting to… Continue reading 8. The strange life of a foster child