• just some thoughts,  travel

    The reasons camping sucks (and why I wouldn’t change a thing about it).

    It’s the middle of the night and I’m wide awake in my quiet, dark house. It’s our first night at home in two weeks after a camping trip away. It’s weird. The thing about camping is that it’s hard work sometimes. There’s no electricity. There’s no wifi. Sometimes there’s not even any mobile phone reception. Do you know how hard it was to watch a short video clip someone sent me or to get a second to watch some Instagram stories?? It was hard to keep our phones charged. We had to rely on the car battery or the battery we were using to power the fridge. The Engel fridge…

  • Inspiration,  just some thoughts,  Little Miss,  Little Mister,  milestones,  Parenting,  travel

    Who the hell goes camping with a baby? Us. We do.

    Holy shit. We’re doing it. We’re going camping soon. For the first time in 2 years! And the first time with an 8 month old baby (the Little Mister was 14 months old the first time we took him). We are finally starting to feel like we might just somehow, miraculously pull this off. We’ve bought some new supplies, made a crapload of lists and it’s been very exciting chatting with our friends about it (there’s going to be a massive group of us)! It could not be coming at a better time and I am thanking past Kez (and our friends who invited us) for this big time! At…

  • Fertility,  Inspiration,  just some thoughts,  Secondary Infertility

    Quotes I held onto throughout secondary infertility.

    I’ve just been sorting through my Pinterest boards (my life is WILD). I’ve been cleaning them up and deleting all the weird arsed things I thought seemed like a good idea once. I came across a secret board I’d kept while we tried so hard to conceive the Little Miss (now 6 months old – our gorgeous IVF miracle). It was called, “Planning for Baby #2”. I was able to pin articles on infertility in there and birth announcement ideas etc. It was this little spot on the internet where I could save things I didn’t feel comfortable sharing and occasionally where I could let myself dream just a little.…

  • Celebrations,  milestones,  Parenting

    6 months with the Little Miss.

    Today, the Little Miss turns 6 months old. I’ve been her mum for half a year. I cannot decide if time has absolutely flown by or whether it’s gone by painfully slowly. I think there’s a saying? Something about the days being long but the months/years being short? I think it’s that. I wanted to write about the both of us at this milestone, so here goes… The Little Miss Oh, she is so gorgeous. I am absolutely, 100% biased of course. She’s had her challenging moments (as all babies do), but I see a determined little person who takes life a little seriously. But that does not mean she…

  • Happy List

    Happy List #53

    I’ll be honest. I’m not writing this post because I am super high on life right now. I’m writing it because I’m effing exhausted and I have been waking up grumpy AF every day, thanks to the baby going through some kind of “let’s wake up at 3am” phase, followed by a very noisy husband who has to get up at 5am each day. He is also working some full on hours this week, which means a little less support at the end of each day too. You have no idea how much I am hanging out for Friday. Friday is the night Mr Unprepared takes over night time baby…

  • Happy List

    Happy List #52

    Life can get a little overwhelming and exhausting in these parts right now. I’m still trying to get a feel for being a family of 4 (just because I love it does not mean I am nailing it haha). I need to get more organised and find a rhythm that works for us. Stuff like easy but healthy dinners, ways to prep lunches, making online shopping work for me, getting better at handling the evening routine in a more timely manner, knocking off to-do lists more efficiently etc. Basically, time and energy saving ‘hacks’ (I hate how everything is called a ‘hack’ these days). Things I can achieve with a…

  • Little Mister,  milestones,  Parenting

    A letter to my eldest child.

    I know that writing an open letter to a 6 year old who is unlikely to read it for quite some time might seem a bit silly (like when we all comment happy birthday to a 1 year old on Facebook as if they are ever going to read it or understand it haha), but I really wanted to express some stuff I’ve been processing. There’s nothing in this letter that the Little Mister hasn’t been told every day by our actions and our words. I just wanted to record this time of his life as much as I have the Little Miss’. His adjustment to such a monumental change…

  • getting silly,  Parenting,  Taking Stock

    Taking Stock: March 2018

    Sorry to say something so cliché but where the fuck has the year gone?? I had a baby in January and suddenly it’s Autumn and Easter is coming! Yesterday, the Little Miss turned 6 weeks old. Which makes it about a month since I blogged last! I’m stealing a little early morning time while I can and I am going to hope and pray to baby jeebus that this doesn’t end up in my drafts folder like the last blog post I attempted five weeks in haha. So, anyhow…I’m about to take stock, y’all. You probably know the drill. I do this every couple of months to capture a moment…

  • Celebrations,  Fertility,  labour experience,  Little Mister,  Parenting,  pregnancy

    2 weeks post partum: some thoughts.

    It’s been two weeks since we met the Little Miss. It’s safe to say we are totally in love. She’s growing bit by bit but I still can’t get over the fact that she is still too small for 0000 (newborn) sized clothes! While I want her to thrive and grow, I must admit her tiny size is bloody adorable. She is so good and staring at her is my new favourite hobby (coming in at a close second to holding her – although she thinks of me as a big milk machine and it makes me a little jealous of her father and his useless chest region because he…

  • labour experience,  pregnancy

    37 weeks + 3 days: Delivery day.

    Oh, boy. Where to start… It was the big day. Of course, I hardly slept the night before! I was so nervous. My brain kept telling me things could go wrong. I just wanted my baby to be OK and for me to not be irreversibly messed up mentally or physically. I was excited to meet my baby. I was stunned that this was really going to finally happen. I was relieved that I’d finally packed our hospital bags after procrastinating like crazy. It was like packing for a holiday that wasn’t going to be much of a holiday! I was just hoping that meeting the Little Miss and holding…