My two ambitions for the family this year are to be more active and to spend less money waste less. We’re probably getting a passing grade for both of those, but not exactly reaching for the stars yet. I’m posting this not because I’m under the illusion that it is at all interesting but to [...]
Archive for August, 2009
On improvement
Posted in me, motherhood on August 29, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Father coming to terms with son in Naming Gown
Posted in babies, bill, cormac, fatherhood on August 29, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Not because it is a gown as such, but because father can hardly be bothered even wearing shoes. “I don’t like hoo har, whereas you love all that hoo har”. (Well, well, well. I just looked up my spelling of ‘hoo har’, meaning pomp and fuss, and turns out the Internet thinks it means ‘vagina’).
Glass houses and parenting rooms
Posted in babies, cormac, lauca, motherhood, motherhood sux on August 29, 2009 | 8 Comments »
I saw her in the parenting room. You couldn’t miss her. Baby wailing, mother muttering loudly to all of us in there. She just wants to be picked up. As soon as I pick her up she’ll stop. There is absolutely nothing wrong with her, she just has to be held all the bloody time. [...]
Feminists hate babies
Posted in babies, child hatred bigotry, feminism, feminist motherhood, maternity leave, motherhood, motherhood bliss, motherhood sux, pregnancy and birth on August 28, 2009 | 14 Comments »
I do hate a straw feminist argument and a particularly absurd one is that “feminists hate babies”, because if another group of women are writing more about their love for their children than feminist mothers (seen my blogroll?) then I’d like to know who. And so I enjoyed this take down over at Shapely Prose [...]
Full
Posted in babies, cormac, motherhood, motherhood sux, work and family (im)balance on August 28, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Last weekend my brother and his partner flew in for Cormac’s naming ceremony. As you may surmise from the photo, it was a pretty grand affair. Surrounded by our family and friends we had a beautiful ceremony with readings and speeches and a champagne tea to follow. I felt incredibly grateful – for a healthy [...]
You would be surprised
Posted in babies, lauca, motherhood, motherhood sux, preschoolers on August 25, 2009 | 7 Comments »
.. just how messy a game of “pretend I’m the house cleaner” can be when devised by a four year old. Peace during the baby’s bath time has been paid for dearly with random soapy surfaces around the house. Giant eye-roll to motherhood, particularly during the killer hours of 5-7pm.
Skin and bone
Posted in body image, feminism on August 25, 2009 | 8 Comments »
Oh fashion industry, with your ridiculously unrealistic beauty images. You’re making us all so sad and self-hating. Throw us a bone, why don’t you? And they did. A tiny little bone. Image: ‘Plus size’ model Lizzie Miller is 20 years old and in the September issue of Glamour. It has probably been at least ten [...]
How many things wrong with this idea?
Posted in bratz hatred/pornification/sexualising children, feminism, feminist motherhood, pop culture, rape/sexual abuse on August 22, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Cross-posted at Hoyden About Town. This is the current cover of The Main Edge and their ground-breaking lead story on alcoholic milkshakes – “Milkshakes aren’t just for kids anymore”. Hence, the issue becomes how to combine the delicious, youthful chill of ice cream with the more mature, sophisticated tastes of the cocktail. Essentially, we’re looking [...]
Some much needed feedback on my mothering
Posted in babies, co-sleeping, cormac, lauca, motherhood, preschoolers on August 19, 2009 | 9 Comments »
Lauca: Mum shouldn’t leave the baby by himself to sleep. The Father: Our bedroom is his bedroom too, he takes his naps there because it is a quiet place to sleep. Lauca: When he wakes up he wants to see someone. Mum should be with him. The Father: Well, he is with us all night, [...]
Requires supervision
Posted in babies, cormac, motherhood bliss on August 18, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Their curiosity with one another’s idly moving body parts is mutual. Tails for him (the baby) and toes for her (the cat).

