They say a woman can’t resist a man who helps out around the house, but lets take a little minute to remove our hats (and clothes, if you wish) for the men who also step up to the parenting plate. [Read more…]
Stepping in dog poo is usually a precursor to a bad day.. But when this girl diverts two metres off course, just to [Read more…]
Snuggled on the couch, reading to K; M tucked against my chest in the sling, fast asleep – life seems pretty darn perfect.
As I’m mid sentence, without so much as flinching, M lets rip with two of the loudest, juiciest, most offensive shits ever passed through a newborns tiny bum. K and I exchange a look of shock and panic. Judging by the force of the explosion, I know instantly that we’re dealing with a poonami that all the nappies in the world could not have contained. [Read more…]
If I could go back in time, I would go back and wipe the smug smile off my pregnant face as I skipped the section about breastfeeding in my ‘What to Expect When Expecting’ book. As a nurse, I’d done a whole day course on the ins and outs of breastfeeding, I totally had this in the bag.. WRONG.
Yep, if I could go back, I would tell myself the truth about breastfeeding.
And so we begin, the great breastfeeding letdown (see what I did there?!). [Read more…]