Photo by Richard Bakarat Photography for Milk and LoveI recently attended a function and was chatting with my good friend Kate about breastfeeding (in particular, the ins and outs of how we were each planning to express/breastfeed/not become breastmilk fountains during work hours). We were both returning to work after periods of maternity leave. We… Continue reading You don’t know what you don’t know.
I'm not really big on routine, but without a certain amount of basic organisation, you can't adult, much less parent. When I look back at the babyhood of my eldest child, who is now seven, I remember an unstructured, loved-up haze of breastfeeding, snuggling, more breastfeeding and more snuggling. It was bliss and I never… Continue reading Life With Lachie
It's usually my two-year-old boy whose verbal language skills require a little assistance from me. My husband often asks "Mummy, what's he saying?" and in the blink of the eye, I translate the toddler talk into English, and everyone's happy. So I was recently stumped when my four-year-old son sat in his car seat saying something that… Continue reading “Mummy, I’m a sauce lid”. That awkward moment when you can’t understand your own kid.