Holy sh

Anything could happen. I was walking to my Pilates class last night, after a good day with bubba. We had managed to convince her to sleep for two cycles per nap, so she was better rested in her awake time, and I had a chance to get some things done between play...

Losing weight

I have never had a good relationship with the idea of losing weight. Whenever I have lost weight in the past, it has normally been through a health problem, or accidentally, like when I moved to Melbourne and started cycling everywhere as it was quicker than public...

Tsak, tsak, tsak: working from home

My baby may be babbling like my ever sociable mother, but she is like me when it comes to motor skills – somewhat unconvinced of their utility until in a tight spot. Bubba was up every hour from 3.30 am onwards this morning. She sent herself back to sleep, but...

Something hard and something good

This morning I had a realisation. It was a bit late in coming, and for all my intelligence, there are some things that I am pretty slow on. I watched bubba play on her mat, and I thought about my own mum. I can be cynical about the world, and right now, various of my...

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...