Cut (Day 30: FMFW)

So, I’ve been reading about the male contraceptive.  Last I read, the trials had been called off due to the side effects being suffered by trial members.  I read through the side effects and I have to say, not being mean or cynical or anything (OK, that’s a lie, I am both mean and cynical…

Date (Day 29 FMFW)

OK, so today is Halloween.  (I’m a couple of days behind, OK?).  I am completely and utterly bah humbug about Halloween.  It’s not something we have ever done in NZ except for being used as an excuse for varsity students to get dressed up and pissed up and head out on the town.  When I…

Eat (Day 28 FMFW)

With the wee lad, it’s never a good sign if he goes off his food.  That boy can eat.  We had some issues when he first arrived with him not gaining any weight – he’d drink for about five minutes and then conk out completely.  I spent half my time trying to feed him and…

Bouquet (Day 27 FMFW)

So, I’ve written about paeonies before but really, these ones sitting on my kitchen counter have brought me such joy this week.  Every now and then I catch a whiff of them while I’m loading the dishwasher or making the school lunches and I glance up and there they are in all their coral voluptuousness….

Confront (Day 26: FMFW)

I’m really rubbish at confrontation.  I find conflict unsettling and don’t like to upset people so I prefer to take a softly, softly approach.  When I was a child, I was that kid in the playground who tried to be a peacemaker.  I was the classic ‘Can’t we all just get along?’ kid.  God, I probably…

Sign (Day 25 FMFW)

I’m writing this in an ad break from ‘Married at First Sight’.  Yeah, OK, it’s rubbish TV.  I know it, you know it.  But it’s that whole thing of not being able to drag your eyes away from a train crash. So tonight one of the couples has broken up on the last day of their…

Global (Day 24 FMFW)

I’m writing this by the light of my computer screen at 11pm while I use my legs to rock my son in his pram in a desperate attempt to get him to sleep for more than a couple of hours in a row.  And, to get me to sleep for more than a couple of…

Blowout (Day 23: FMFW)

It’s been a really long time since I’ve had anything resembling a blowout.  I don’t even know these days what would constitute a blowout.  Pre-children, I would have the odd big night out – drink too much, dance too much, sing too loud, stagger home in the wee hours and collapse into bed for as…

Off (Day 22 FMFW)

When our eldest was five months old, we took a five week holiday to Italy.  We were living in the UAE at the time and it was summer holidays which meant 50ºC unrelenting heat, the absence of most of our friends and neighbours, and the month of Ramadan which, while we didn’t observe the religious aspect of…

Park (Day 21 FMFW)

The first time my eldest saw trees was in a park in Milan when she was five months old.  She’d seen plenty of palm trees before, dates mostly, because she was born in the Middle East and where we were that was as good as it got but I’m talking about proper, leafy trees with…

Weekend! (Day 20 FMFW)

This evening marks the start of what has long been one of my favourite times of the year.  Here in Marlborough we have two long weekends in a row.  This weekend is Labour Weekend with Marlborough Anniversary Weekend following.  Two short weeks in a row used to be something worth celebrating when I was teaching.  I…

Notice (Day 19 FMFW)

One of the things I really like about Playcentre is the way that it really slows me down and makes me take real notice of my children’s learning.  Often in the day to day business and need to get jobs done, the house clean, dinner made etc, etc, it’s easy to pay too little attention…