Every morning for the past week or so I have woken to the sound of Che’s footsteps. And every morning he comes around to my side of the bed, gently pats me on the arm and says: “Mum, [...]
It rained in October 2010. On and off the clouds grew heavy and eventually they let go. In October 2010 my parsley and mint were thriving in their terracotta pots. She was conceived in the spring [...]
When I arrived home from the birth centre with Poet, I honestly thought that Che looked gigantic. I questioned whether he had had a growth spurt in the eight or so hours since I was gone. Sure my [...]
In the newborn haze where you’re sleep deprived, blissfully happy and unable to comprehend the simplest of questions, days melt into one another and before you know it another week has come [...]
Five hours after she was born we came home and went to bed. Today, one week later, I’ve ventured out of the bedroom feeling rested, content and incredibly blessed. There’s been so [...]
To all of you who have left comments or sent emails wishing me a safe and beautiful birth – thank you. It means so much to receive such sweet gestures from across the lands and over the [...]
Five weeks to go and I’m noticing little rituals forming in my day – a cup of tea in the morning sun just one of them. The ledge for the tea cup is handy too. Baby is still dancing in [...]
Story time: “There’s Going to be a Baby” by John Burningham & Helen Oxenbury. Che: “Mum, can I tell you a question?” Me: Sure. Che: “How did the baby get [...]
