The night marches

Bubba kept me awake until 3.30 am when I finally caved and took her to bed with me. I don’t want to make co-sleeping a habit, but have to say, last night I took it on with not much more than a wry smile: Ellie 1, Jackie 0. I manage nights like that now by...

On the joy of making a person

It’s a lovely thing, having a baby. You have created a little person! It’s amazing to hold your baby in your arms and think, you didn’t exist before. You didn’t exist at all. And now here you are, a human in the making. And you’re mine....

On sleep

I have been meaning to write this post for a couple of weeks. But I have been too tired. Every new mother knows why sleep deprivation is included in the UN Convention Against Torture. I don’t need to elaborate on that. Instead, I want to write an ode to sleep...

On loving my baby

I did not love my baby the first time I set eyes on her. The first time I saw her, the main impression I had was, “Whose baby is that?” My husband and I both said the same thought out loud: “She doesn’t look like either of us.” Yen...

On being a “mother”

“I am a mother.” I read those words, and I hear them over and over again. Before Ellie (shorthand maybe should be B.E?), I never really thought twice about them. But now I “am” a mother, the question of what that statement actually weighs...

On babies

I just had one. A baby, that is. Six weeks and three days ago, to be precise. This is the reason for not blogging for an age … That and procrastination of course. And can I just say that one of the very first, clear things I have learned about human development...

SMH article on independent booksellers

This article in the Sydney Morning Herald echoes some of the points I made in my last post about the future of bookstores.  It notes that indie bookstores have a role in promoting and finding new author talent, given their role as respected taste leaders. ...

Weddings

This is the Year of the Wedding (or at least, the Q3 10/11 of the wedding).  Not mine – been there, done that. My two dearest friends are tying the knot with their two dearest friends, and my husband’s dearest friend is tying the knot with his dearest...