Author: Veronica

  • All good, carry on.

    Firstly, thank you for all your emails asking if I was okay – we’re a long way from the bushfires and thus are lucky enough to not have any direct involvement in the property loss. Later, I’ll update with links to the Red Cross if you want to donate to those families affected.

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    Everyone is well. I should start with that, shouldn’t I. Christmas felt like a long slog of tantrums and too much chocolate, but we got through and from the excitement my children oozed from their every pore, I’d say that they had fun. It took Nathan and I a little longer to recover – Nathan especially. He really should try harder to not throw himself at the ground repeatedly during games of backyard cricket, especially when the summer dry grass is like razors underfoot.

    Evelyn enjoyed her new toys, despite her inability to actually hold onto them. We’re working on her developing a determined hold, as opposed to the grasp reflex she has going on still. The grasp reflex is great for say, pulling out my hair, or clawing at my eyes, but not so great for putting that exciting thing into her mouth. She’s still lacking lots of developmental building blocks, but she’s happy and getting progressively more adorable which I didn’t think was actually possible.

    I may be biased of course, especially due to the fact that she is sleeping right now, therefore being rather low maintenance.

    It’s Summer, which makes everything nicer too. I’m a big fan of summer foods, all those tomatoes and basil and berries and just, excuse me while I drool a little over here. My greenhouse is full of rapidly growing vines (cucumber, melon, pumpkin and watermelon) and I’m hopeful that we’ll get some fruit from these by autumn. Of course, I’m having to hand pollinate the pumpkin flowers because the bees haven’t discovered them yet, but we’ll ignore the fact that I am spending a lot of time poking paintbrushes into flowers. Maybe the bees will clue themselves in soon.

    [Digression: HAHAHAHA. If you were a bee, would you rather collect nectar from tasty flowering gums, or from pumpkins? Yeah, I might be paint brushing everything, forever. It’s all my own fault for planting things that flower and attract the bees.]

    So, that’s me. Safe from fires, not safe from giant holes in minecraft (yes, I bought Amy minecraft. Any good tips?).

  • Rolling over

    Evelyn rolled over the other day. Half a dozen times, proving that it wasn’t a fluke and that yes, she could repeat it if she wanted to. I am over the moon.

    I put her on the floor and she used her feet to spin herself in a circle. Slowly, but it was there.

    The gaining of mobility is not a linear thing and I couldn’t be prouder.

    What will the future hold? We don’t know. But then, we don’t know what the future holds for anyone, so we’re all walking blind together.

    In the meantime, my baby rolled over and I am still celebrating.

    Happy New Year Internet.

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  • Merry Christmas, Happy Tuesday, and thank you, etc etc

    Firstly I’d like to say thank you. Thank you to everyone who reads here. Thank you to everyone who has commented this year. Thank you for the emails, the tweets, the facebook messages. Thank you for all the support during Evie’s birth and then for the support when we realised that something wasn’t quite “right” with her.

    Thank you for hanging in there when posting got sporadic and for coping with all my freak outs. I am so appreciative of how you’ve all helped me retain my sanity and my sense of humour.

    I hope if you celebrate Christmas that you have a truly merry day tomorrow. If you don’t, then I hope you have a lovely Tuesday and a great New Year.

    One of the outtakes from my Christmas photos:

    Kids Christmas Photo 030

  • And now my holidays can actually start. Recommend me a book?

    It’s finally the school holidays.

    We don’t have any more doctors appointments until early January. (Touch wood)

    I have one very smooshy baby:

    Happy Evelyn

    Recommend a book to me? I’ve just recently finished reading Ilona Andrews, the Kate Daniels series (thank you Mum for the recommendation) and loved them.

    Have you read anything decent lately? Leave a link in the comments. Bonus points if it’s available on Kindle. Double bonus points if you wrote it.

  • Actually, it’s not disgusting or offensive

    Sitting outside of Kmart today in a quiet corner, I was nursing Evelyn. Isaac had followed his father into the newsagent and so I sat, alone, holding Evie’s hand to stop her tearing at her face with her flaily little hands and people watching.

    A woman walked in, trailed by her bogan boyfriend and bogan friend. Pregnant and wearing leggings as pants, she saw me and her face looked like she’d sucked on something sour and unexpected.

    I smiled at her and she pointedly looked at me and said loudly “I can’t believe she’s breastfeeding in public like that. It’s disgusting and offensive.”

    I was shocked and more than a little angry.

    So.

    Dear Bogan Woman outside of Kmart,

    Breastfeeding my baby is not disgusting, nor is it offensive. I was, and am always, discreet and I can only imagine that you find the sight of a naked baby head utterly appalling, because actually, you couldn’t see a single centimetre of my skin, let alone my breast.

    You know what was offensive? Your stupid behaviour. Your disgust at me minding my own business. Your insistence on making sure that everyone else around us knew you were offended.

    Actually offensive; your leggings as pants. You couldn’t see my nipple, but I sure as hell could see your crotch.

    Thanks for that.

    Merry Christmas.