Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parenting. Show all posts

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Mommy Watch This and Other Phrases I Could Live Without Hearing 20 Times a Day

One of the drawbacks to having an only child is that there is no easy playmate on which to palm them off when you need to get things done, or are just bored with listening to them. I enjoy spending time with Monkey, but equally sometimes I need a break and so does he. Normally we achieve this during periods at daycare, but we have spent the last two weeks on term break so no activities for us.

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Apparently, I'm Not a Real Mom According To This Hunger Games Star

I'm usually pretty laid back about being the mom of an only child - after all it is my choice - and usually I don't rise to people's comments about how I do want another child really or that I should give my son a sibling. But, when this post from The Stir blog popped up on my Google Reader today something touched a nerve.

Sunday, 25 November 2012

Staying in Bed is So Last Month

A while ago I wrote a post about how bedtime was my favourite time of day. I take it back! Actually bedtime itself is not actually too bad, and I still love the hugs and love, but the time just after bedtime is currently driving me crazy.




Saturday, 3 November 2012

Crafts for Kids - Love Them or Hate Them?

I'd like to start this post with a confession - I hate play dough. I hate it with a passion.

Wednesday, 10 October 2012

How It All Began


Once upon a time, there was an only child. She met another only child, fell in love, and got married. A few years later, they said goodbye to their families and embarked on an adventure to the other side of the world. That adventure turned into a long-term stay and a few years after that a child was born and two became three.

That, in a nutshell, is the story of how my husband, our son and I became a little family unit of three. And a unit of three we are likely to remain - unless an accident happens one day! When we decided to try for a baby, I felt we were ready. We were ready in all those mundane ways like being financially stable, owning a home and being healthy, but I also felt ready in another strange kind of way. I felt mentally and emotionally ready, like this was the right time to be having a baby.