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Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

I’m guessing from the zero comments to my last post that no one actually reads this blog anymore.  Which is fair enough given my slack tartedness in writing anything (and of substance) and worse still, my own failure to comment on all of the wonderful blogs that I have slipped behind in keeping up with [...]

Overcoming inertia

Friday, September 24th, 2010

Tell me……in an attempt to get back to blogging should I just force myself to do daily mini posts a la my Facebook updates or would it be better to attempt a massive update so that all those precious kidlet milestones aren’t lost? How do you translate the endless to do lists into proper action [...]

Go read a shiny happy blog instead

Wednesday, September 8th, 2010

Allow me to put aside the kidlets for a post or two because I am about to have a bloody great big whinge. It has been four years since I’ve last had my body to myself- and in some of that time I have been both pregnant and breastfeeding- and I’m completely. burnt. out. Breastfeeding [...]

When poetry is required

Saturday, September 4th, 2010

Many moons ago I used an excerpt of T.S. Eliot’s ‘Marina’ to reveal the gender of Miss Immyjim.  Tonight I feel compelled to revisit and meditate on this poem in full:  Quis hic locus, quae regio, quae mundi plaga? What seas what shore what grey rocks and what islands What water lapping the bow And [...]

PNFFS

Tuesday, May 18th, 2010

It’s fair to say that I am suffering from PNFFS. PNFFS, in case both you and the mental health professionals didn’t know, stands for Post Natal For Fark’s Sake. And it as exactly as it sounds. I am tired. I am anxious. I can’t focus. I go from loving to monster mama in three nanoseconds [...]

Meaningful or meaningless?

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008

Hi there? How’s things? Nice weather we’re having…. Um. So I’ve been a whole lot of nutcase a little bit craazzy of late.  I’d blame the French, except they’re not the ones still waking me up for a feed once or twice a night now that they are in their own room. No names mentioned, [...]

Not that you needed to know

Wednesday, August 27th, 2008

Everything is not fucking fine. Let’s leave it at that shall we?

The correct answer was E: purple monkey dishwasher

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

I was somewhat intrigued but not surprised by the comments that you left for my last post*. When I first started this blog it served merely as an online diary, a place of catharsis where I could blab about the trials and tribulations of infertility, something I did not wish to share with the real [...]

Frustrated Inc.

Friday, July 25th, 2008

Many of the world’s great writers have been inspired by the darker human emotions, and written pieces of breathtaking beauty and complexity when the black clouds of depression or the hot fires of anger have threatened to overwhelm them. I just become a rather shitty writer of trite nonsense, with far too much inane whining [...]

Rock bottom

Monday, July 14th, 2008

Last night I hit rock bottom. It should not have surprised me as much as it did, given that we’ve just had another spell of rather interrupted sleep, and that many of the warning signs of burn out have been around for a while. But it did. I am a shit mother. I am a [...]

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