My heart has melted

Utterly out of the blue last night, my daughter at the ripe old age of four & three quarter years, asks can you teach me to knit. You could have pushed me over with a feather at that moment. I think my heart turned to mush. It was the last thing I expected her to…

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The joy of a day off work

It is tough being a full time working mum some days, I know I am missing out on moments that will never occur again.  On the up side I had the luxury of generous maternity leave and return to work provisions – thanks to the sector I work in.  The father and I were in…

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My current definition of forced to share…

Yesterday I got a yoghurt out to eat for myself.  The midget steals so much I have to get her own spoon so I have an outside chance of getting any.  And even then the little minx keeps trying to push my spoon away!

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Have I spawned a shopper?!

Now I will confess, I am not your typical consumer.  The notion of heading off to the local shopping mall on a regular basis has not been activated in my DNA, it is not something that fills me with the thrill of living.  

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My Movies Now in North Melbourne

So there isn’t much point calling myself North Melbourne Mum if I do not reflect on anything to do with North Melbourne now is there?!  So I am going to aim to tell you something about my fair suburb on a semi-regular basis. I am a big movie fan, and so is my other half.…

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A Digital Parent and a winner

A big thank you to Digital Parents, a community I belong to, but am a low key member of; reading and mostly lurking with intent.  Thanks to this membership and my participation I am the very lucky recipient of a RedBalloon voucher for a massage.  Yippee!  In the blurb it says, “…in one hour our massage…

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Missing in action

How do all you Mums and Moms keep up your blogs?  I have returned to work three days a week, and have been back for the last two months, while Dad is currently home full time.  But since going back to work time seems to have vanished in some science fiction fashion.  The four days…

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My current definition of time poor…

Dad is at home full time at the moment, I am working three days a week, yet somehow there are still not enough waking hours to do all we would like to do and get done all we would like to get done.  Hardly our little girl’s fault…but where can we sheet home the blame??!!!

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