I’ve been pregnant five times, given birth three times and I have four kids. (Can you work out how that is possible?) I’ve had ‘morning sickness’ that lasted the entire pregnancy, and I’ve felt amazing and loved being pregnant. I’ve had a c-section and two VBACS. I’ve given birth to very premature babies, been 2+ […]
Toddler?
How much longer can I call him a toddler? He still has cute little toddler speech, but he’s drawing the cutest people ever. He still has mega meltdowns, but he’s beginning to yell understandable words at us in between the screaming and sobbing. He sleeps in his own big bed, but he still appears in […]
Real Life Wednesday – Just One Photo…. Please!
All I wanted was a photo of his new hair cut… I didn’t get a decent photo of his ‘big guy hair’ but now, looking at these photos, I think I captured much more than his first hair cut. Real life is magical at The Good Long Road, and randomly wonderful at The Messy Organic […]
Two is
The words tumble out of his mouth in a jumble of mixed up sounds and syllables. And yet he seems to assume that I understand every word. When I ask him to repeat himself he gives me an exasperated look and repeats the same gobbledegook first a little slower, and then faster when I still […]
Remembering…
It’s seems I have settled on a Friday posting theme… Remembering. These posts are all about noticing the little things, the things that might otherwise be lost in all the day to day craziness. These posts are about finding the wonderful in among all the piles of washing and and whinging. These posts are about […]
Wordless Wednesday – Noey’s Adventure
Hmmm… I wonder if it’s a nice day outside? It is! I need to go get my hat and boots! Hello Chickens! Can I come in? Any eggs today? There was one day of glorious spring weekend weather when all children were healthy and nit free…. and we made the most of it before the […]
Trouble, He’s A’comin!
There’s trouble at The Pickle Farm….
Big trouble….
In a little package…
Up Down Up Down Up
His eyes well up with tears, he screws up his face and he howls. I have no idea what’s wrong with him, not a clue, but I go to him and he raises his arms to me, wanting to be picked up. But instead of snuggling into me and the tears slowing, he arches his […]
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