I’ve recently become a stay at home mum, while not an uncommon event for a woman who has just had a baby; a year ago I had my seventh child, and for the first time ever I am not on maternity leave from an employer. It was while pregnant with baby number six and fretting... Continue Reading →
Holidays… oh what fun.
Well here we are, day one of the school term break. Can you sense my joy? The excitement bursting from e.v.e.r.y. little letter in this sentence? Of course you can. NOT. However I have resolved to make this short holiday break as entertaining as I can for the kiddies, so that I am not met... Continue Reading →
Open House Hostilities.
Today we are having open house number five or six (I've lost count), in an effort to sell our house and get the hell out of dodge. But despite the house being only four years old, coming with five acres of land and being priced very low, we have not had a single offer. We... Continue Reading →
Babies make you buy crap.
I have spent my day putting stuff into storage in an effort to make our house look suitably presentable to potential buyers. But then I don't see why anyone wouldn't be dazzled by the minefield of toys that having so many children creates? It is often spectacular. But I have worked out something today. Babies... Continue Reading →
Material Girl
I've just spent the last two hours cleaning out my daughter's room. The experience has left me feeling dejected, bereft and reaching for the stoli. How can one small person accumulate so much shit?! I know we don't buy the crap, and the poor kid only gets bought toys twice a year - birthday and... Continue Reading →
I’ve ordered the boxes!
Well I've ordered lots of boxes to start packing up our crap in. Decision made, we are going to move. I fear this will be a mammoth task, especially with a crowd of the likes of ours. Our little autism people will not adjust to the change very well, and I don't need a fortune-teller... Continue Reading →