Tag Archives: motherhood

Loves for later when you need them

It has become a nightly ritual. Love Bug gives the bubba panda bear LOTS of kisses and cuggles. I give the mumma panda bear LOTS of kisses and cuggles. Love Bug hands me the bubba panda bear and I her … Continue reading

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Through her eyes

Since our first gardenia appeared a week ago, Love Bug has been keeping an extra close eye on my frangipani tree.   A couple of mornings this week we’ve left expecting to see the buds on the tree as open … Continue reading

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When your clothes are inside up

Love Bug took a little break from resting on the couch recovering from her tummy bug. To fold up the washing. No, I’m not joking. She is beyond. Given that I’d done six loads of washing there was a mountain of washing on … Continue reading

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The strangest dream

When all the things which are plaguing your conscious and subconscious mind gang up on you while you’re sleeping, it’s quite disconcerting. Worrying about moving, the bully {there has been a third letter!}, work and the general security of my … Continue reading

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Not tasty Tuesday

The point where the only things you can manage to cook are necessary meals. Not exciting ones either. The point before you pack {let’s call it the pre-packing phase} to move house AGAIN, when you have decided you’re going to … Continue reading

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Can you just wait one more minute

Attempting to leave the house. Which can take a while. Or longer. Particularly if you’re in a hurry. Almost certainly if you’re in a hurry. Can you just wait one more minute mumma? Sure Bubba, what do you need to … Continue reading

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A big mug of mumma guilt

On this Throwback Thursday, I thought I’d tackle the old mother guilt chestnut. I’m feeling a lot of it right now, with the whole packing, moving, not really knowing where we are going, not having enough time for anyone {myself … Continue reading

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