Monthly Archives: August 2011

It must be love … I’m scooping your poop!

This one’s for the fuzzy loves of my life. I fear they have felt very left out of late, with me going back to work and Bubba being so sick. One look at their fuzzy little heads fills me with joy. … Continue reading

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I’m all boobs

Doesn’t everyone love a wedding? I know I sure do. Especially if the bride is your one and only sister. And you love the boy she’s married to. Yes, you read that right. I suppose I should mention this is their … Continue reading

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shameless plug

please go to: http://www.covercutie.com.au search for: poppy n if you think she’s a cutie: click  “vote now” or just click here & it should take you right to her page: http://www.covercutie.com.au/search_index.php?action=res&c=a&w=poppy%20n thanks :) xx

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We’ve had another look at your baby’s chest x-ray …

At work. Random Wednesday. Call from blocked number. (Yes, I’m answering those these days – it’s amazing what being a mumma does to you) while I’m at work. It’s probably someone about work. Um, no. It’s not. Hi, it’s Ollie, … Continue reading

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Our first (unplanned) night in hospital

The terror of realising your bubba’s temperature hasn’t gone down despite medication. In fact, it’s gone up. Fast. Over two degrees (celsius) in less than half an hour. She’s coughing. Lethargic. Can’t keep anything in. Not her generally bubbly gorgeous … Continue reading

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Who has time to write?

Exhaustion has claimed me. Loved-up exhaustion, but exhaustion no less. I thought dogs were time wasters. Babies are worse. Seriously. It amazes me how many hours seemingly just get lost each day. Lost staring at her in wonderment. Lost holding … Continue reading

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Channelling Louis Vuitton

My bags under my eyes are not just bags – they’re luggage. I’m obviously channelling Louis Vuitton. I thought being a long time insomniac would mean that I’d breeze through this waking up every few hours business. Apparently not. But … Continue reading

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