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In my mind I had planned a lovely day. An early morning swim squad, take Alfie to school, do a quick job, relax at the hairdressers, enjoy lunch with a friend, be home in time to welcome the plumber who would replace a dodgy bathroom taps, collect Alfie from school and take him to the [...]
When I was pregnant with Alfie, some well intentioned individuals (and I won’t say who because my in-laws aren’t really that bad) made a magnanimous gesture and suggested that they look after Archie and Arabella for a week during the school holidays as a way of helping me out. ‘You’re pregnant honey-one. You need to [...]
It’s been a trying week. I’ve had Alfie home with acute asthma. On the plus side, we didn’t end up in hospital like we have on so many previous occasions. But I did have to give him steroids and he did need many doses of ventolin and ventolin is good for the lungs but bad for [...]
Right now it seems the health conscious are going gluten-free or dairy-free or vegan or all-three. But being health conscious is not a new thing. I grew up in the 70′s and the health fads of that era were alive and kicking. We had a neighbour, Mrs V, who had a son who had married [...]
We had a magical visitor in the night. Of the fairy kind. At school Alfie pulled out a wobbly tooth and when I went to collect him he ran to me, lisping the news. ‘Mum, my tooth came out. I pulled it out. It was wobbling so much I just pulled it and out it [...]
I’m an early riser but that doesn’t mean I’m showered, dressed and looking glamorous by 9am. No, sometimes I like to take my time and just progress with a few projects before attending to my personal appearance. But I’m thinking I’m going to have to change tactics because too often I’m being sprung. A few [...]
When I was very young the house next door to us was sold and we had high levels of anticipation as to who would be our new neighbours. One day they arrived. And it wasn’t a subtle arrival either. They were a family of six children, three boys and three girls. They were very loud [...]
While we’re on the subject of broken toes, Alfie did actually break his own toe and I had nothing to do with it. It was right before Christmas and Alfie was three and it was a year since my own toe had been snapped in Far North Queensland. I was organising a Christmas Production with [...]
Translated, that’s ‘Welcome’ in Maori. I did experience a Haere Mai when I was eight years old and it was an experience I’ve never been able to forget. When I was growing up in New Zealand I went to Waiwhetu Primary School and it wasn’t multi-cultural because there were just two cultures – the Maoris [...]
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