Santa’s Lap We took our seven-month-old baby daughter, Eloise, to visit Santa the other day. Santa, astutely, summed up the situation as a photo opportunity and so didn’t bother with the pleasantries of asking the baby what she wanted for Christmas. After we left Santa’s air-conditioned grotto, I realised I lost my opportunity to tell him what I wanted for
All About Me Our baby daughter, Eloise, entered our lives just over 100 days ago. Although the focus at home has been baby, baby, baby, I have recently realised that the previous two blog posts were all about me. I wrote about my pregnancy, my labour, my birth. Cute photo aside, Eloise featured as a minor character in both those
Newborn Tidings On the 1st of May 2015, a momentous event occurred in our lives – our gorgeous daughter, Eloise, arrived in the world. She will take centre-stage in many blog posts to come, but I would like to dedicate this one to the nine months that preceded her birth. It seems a bit remiss if I do not
Be Careful What You Wish For When I found out I was pregnant, I decided that I did not want to know baby’s gender until he or she was born. A typical conversation from about six months into my pregnancy was as follows – Other person: “Do you know what you are having” Me: “Yes, a baby” Other person: “I
In Loving Memory On the 5th of January 2015, my grandmother passed away suddenly but peacefully. She was my last grandparent and Dylan’s last great-grandparent still living. Although obviously shocked and saddened by her death, I was comforted by the fact that my Grandma had lived a happy and fulfilling life in her almost 88 years on this planet.
Childhood Distress I swore that I would never ever wet a handkerchief and use it to scrub something off my child’s face. This was something that happened many times throughout my childhood and I absolutely loathed it. Yes, my mother was one of those mothers. She would even do it to other people’s children. Yet, unbelievably, the other day, I
Prenatal Worries My friend Jen is about to have her first baby and is somewhat anxious about what going into labour and giving birth will be like. This is of course a very natural and normal thing to worry about. One reason we spend a lot of time thinking about labour and birth is that it is a complete unknown.