Category «Life»

{Currently} Desperately Seeking Inspiration

I’ve been feeling so uninspired lately. I don’t know if it’s the heat, or the sleep-deprivation, or just needing to recover from the girls’ combined birthday party, but every time I’ve sat down to write I’ve found myself staring at the blank page for a few minuted before closing my laptop. There are about a …

A Letter To My Four-Year-Old

Dear Emmy, You’re four at last! You’ve been counting down for at least a month now, asking, “Is it my birthday yet?” every few days and giving a big sigh when the answer was no. But today, finally, the wait is over. Yes, sweet girl, you’re a big girl now. You are already so independent. …

{Currently} I’m A Zombie

It’s hard to believe that Rafe is already a month old. It felt like just the other day when I thought that my pregnancy would never end. Now, with one month gone, it looks like I may just survive being a mom of three. Rafe still seems so small, but he has already outgrown all …

How Can You Be Six Already?

Oh, Angie, how can you be six already? Just the other day – I mean, it was only yesterday, wasn’t it? – we were waiting for you to be born. And now you’re six, and it’s as if you’ve grown up overnight. Maybe you just seem so big because we’ve just welcomed your baby brother …

On Turning Six

Angie is turning six tomorrow – SIX! Last year we started a tradition of birthday interviews. Here is what she had to say about being another year older. 1. What was your favourite thing about being five? Spending time with Daddy. 2. How do you feel about turning six? Excited! (She jumped up as she …

Essentials For Surviving Pregnancy

If you read last week’s post, you’ll know I haven’t enjoyed any of my pregnancies. In the last stretch of what is definitely my final pregnancy, I thought I’d share some of the things that have gotten me through. 1. A preggie pillow This is a large, banana-shaped pillow that makes sleeping slightly more comfortable. …

Pregnancy – Not What I Expected

When I was younger, I had this romanticised version of pregnancy. I wanted at least four children, whom I’d birth naturally, of course, because why else would God have given me these hips? My mother popped out four kids, even giving an aerobics class while in labour with one of my brothers. So how hard …

Hope In Uncertainty

I’ve been a bit preoccupied with my own drama lately so I haven’t been paying too much attention to current affairs. Ligament pain and a pinched nerve mean that most days, I’m curled up in bed by mid-afternoon, hoping the girls aren’t breaking down the house. The third trimester is so much fun, guys. But …

Keep Calm; It’s A Boy

In six week’s time, I’m going to be mom to a boy. At one of the early scans, my gynae said he was pretty sure it was a boy. And I hoped that at the next scan, he’d say it was actually a girl – but he didn’t. When he pointed out Peanut’s “credentials” and …

That Time We Moved House – And Then Got Burgled

This is not the “We Bought A House” post I had planned to write. That post was going to be about endless packing, and househunting headaches, my plans for a veggie garden, and why moving when pregnant is not such a brilliant idea. Maybe I will still get around to writing that post, but not …