My “baby” is fast approaching his third birthday at the end of this month. The sun has shone every June since he arrived into the world and at this time every year I find myself thinking “it was a beautiful day like this when my labour started and our baby was born.” It’s like it was only yesterday and yet, so long ago too. A friend sent me an old photo recently that she had on her phone from when he was about six months old, and I barely recognised those chubby cheeks and gorgeous rolls of fat. Continue reading Tales of parenting moments gone by→
I’m hoping this is going to be one of those “you’re not alone” posts and someone reads this and says “hey, that’s me!”. I think I would have liked to read about this when my baby was still a squish. It sprung to mind to write it this weekend when myself and a little boy hung out on the couch cuddling and watching too much Dora (Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping!), while a little fever overcame the smallest of us. Continue reading A little note on mothering a “high need” child→
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