Wednesday, 27 November 2013


There is a small chance that The Bubby said "Mum" today - in the highchair, whinging to be let out after breakfast.

In a similar kind of milestone, over the last week or so The Toddler has started stammering a lot at the start of her sentences. A quick google has confirmed what I though - it is common at this age because they are processing so much, but it's still a little worry. It's yet another thing to think about how it might affect her and how I could protect her.

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Bath fail

There are very few times where The Husband or I will do something in relation to raising our girls that the other disagrees with.

In fact, this might be the first.

The Husband has taught The Toddler to lay on her back in the bath.

It's no big deal on its own - that's how she used to bathe before she was able to sit up and made it clear she didn't want to lay down in the water anymore.... but when I'm juggling bathing two of them on a Tuesday night and drying The Bubby on the floor, then The Toddler lays in the bath with her ears under and won't respond to me yelling at her and banging on the side of the bath, I hate it.

She was fine, she didn't hear me because her ears were under - in fact, she then yelled out at me "What you doing mummy?". But it was a very stressful few seconds as I rushed to sit up where I could see her.

Monday, 25 November 2013


And the second tooth is through!

So far, I'm happy that they're coming in a similar pattern to The Toddlers, but I had forgotten how sharp they are at first.

Sunday, 24 November 2013

Peppa Pig

We saw the Peppa Pig show in Sydney this weekend.


I mean, it was good and all, but it was $50 a seat and the toddlers had to have their own seats booked (and of course they didn't use them). The stage show wasn't as funny as the tv show, and it was aimed at an audience older than what we brought with us. Also, The Bubby wasn't such a fan of the loud noise - she was happiest during the intermission! It was good to talk to The Toddler about it, to see how much she took (she can list most of the people in the show and recall parts of what happened). In addition, I didn't get to sleep until after midnight, was feeding The Bubby at 230am to stop her waking The Toddler, then in bed with The Bubby at 530am, then in bed with The Bubby and the Toddler at 600am.

What was great though, was everything else. It was good to spend so much time with my brother and his wife, good to spend time with our adorable niece (and double adorable to watch her play with The Toddler!), good to wander the city, have breakfast and have a brief play at the park.

I'm really looking forward to going again when they're a bit older, and to having the travel thing run a bit more smoothly so that we can enjoy the time up there.

Saturday, 23 November 2013

... driving away

This morning, we aimed to leave at 8am.

Then The Toddler slept in until 730 (never happens!) so we were to leave at 830.

Then The Husband had forgotton the portacot so we left at 900.

It was 230 before we checked in to the hotel.

To think, I don't know how I would pack for just myself to go somewhere now!

Friday, 22 November 2013

Packing up

Tomorrow we take the girls up to Sydney with their cousin and her parents (one of my brothers and my sister in law) to see Peppa Pig.

I have already spent two hours packing tonight, and I'm not finished.

Thursday, 21 November 2013

Growing up

The Bubby's second tooth is about to break through, and I'm now more acutely aware of the presence of her bottom tooth while she's feeding. Let's hope that's as rough as she gets.

She sits up on my lap, she is more aware of where I am and what I'm doing.

Next week I start introducing her to daycare - I'll be staying longer on Thursday morning after drop off while she gets used to being without me. Which means I need to start introducing formula. And I need to make sure she's getting enough solids and variety. And I have to accept that this time, as much as I may carry on about it being a drag, is slowly but surely coming to a close. And I'll never get it back.