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Postcards from the edge

Friday, August 8th, 2008

To whom it may concern at Huggies Inc,
I have lined your pockets with many dollars over the past three and a half years, initially because of the fact that the scary plasti-chemical combo you include in your nappies is the only one not to give my oldest daughter nappy rash.
So please tell me why my […]

Still here. Just.

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

And no that has nothing to do with my MIL, who has been a massive help and company and the reason I was able to get my first proper hair cut and colour in four years (side note: I’m not that keen on the red foils),  something to do with the two to one nap […]

Priceless

Friday, July 11th, 2008

Early morning. A polite knock on the bedroom door.
 
 
A: Good morning Mummy can I come in?
Me: Sure darling, and good morning to you too.
 
A: (accepts and returns my kiss but then pushes straight past me to the object of her affection): Morning E. It’s breakfast time.
 
E (whole face lighting up): Did ay Daba! (G’day A!)
 
A […]

Testing…one..doo..Memo to clothing manufacturers: builder’s cleavage is not appropriate for a threenager

Tuesday, July 8th, 2008

What the hell is it with little girls’ clothing? I am sick to death of the fact that all pants and undies from the usual big chain department stores are hipster style, and no matter how big they are A’s little bottom keeps peeping out of the top.  She’s not in the least bit comfortable, […]

At one

Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

You toddle toward me on increasingly steady feet, arms upraised simultaneously for balance and a cuddle. With an impish grin on your face, your bury your head into my lap for a recharge of love, exclaiming “ahhh” with delight as you refuel your sense of security and self. In the blink of an eye you […]

It was one small step for E…

Thursday, June 12th, 2008

Between three and sixteen actually.
Yes, our littlest miss has officially taken her first steps.  Of course her very first three were witnessed by mr hissychick because, naturally, they happened behind my back as I was tucking A into bed.  The next three were the classic walk to Mum with an excited grin on your face, […]

They win

Thursday, May 1st, 2008

A has finally started to dress herself, and as is her usual way is getting rather frustrated at any attempt that is less than perfect.  I have found myself on the receiving end of  “Nononononono I DON’T want your help” and “Go away, stop looking at me” delivered with a set of jaw and a […]