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Tag Archives: god
Living And Dying By The Breast Pump
Several days ago, having checked on the kids in the living room and given the helper feeding instructions for the baby, I went into the bedroom with my breastpump. About 10 minutes later, a little thump on the floor, which … Continue reading
Posted in Babycare Bootcamp
Tagged baby cries, breastpump, buckles, fear, feeding chair, few minutes, god, hell, jailbreak, living room, long time, point of contact, retrospect, rice cereal, seatbelt, thump
2 Comments
I’ve Got You Babe
I behaved in the days leading up to the nanny’s final departure recently as someone who would soon join the Legion Of People Perpetually Trapped Under Napping Babies: 1) Tried to see all my regular friends “one last time” sans … Continue reading
Posted in Babycare Bootcamp
Tagged babe, babes, babies, clinique concealer, dark undereye circles, final departure, fruit smoothies, god, laptop, last time, nanny, numbers games, panda, panda eyes, rockstar, Shopping, squeezies, toiletries
5 Comments
I’m smaller and I can eat nuts
Rockstar: Mum. People in school keep saying how much taller and bigger they are than me. Me: You can say, “You’re taller but I’m nicer. I don’t say things like that to others.” Rockstar: No.. I keep saying I’m not … Continue reading
Posted in Talking To Rockstar
Tagged apartment, cab driver, food allergy, germ, god, handbag, hkd, homeless person, hugo boss, lt, navy suit, nuts, prawns, smart mouth, turtle, umpteenth time
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