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Early Morning
Early morning. His tiny hand finds mine across the bed. He holds it gently. “Mama”. I’d like more sleep, but we get up. Just me and him. Taking little steps downstairs. He hops on to my lap and cuddles...
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Little Lion Part 3
If he was born a girl, his middle name would have been Honey. But he wasn’t a girl, he was boy. A boy with the look of an ancient soul. He was beautiful. And he arrived into the world roaring like a...
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Pluto
For a year or two now my girl and I have been doing the “I love you all the way to the moon…” thing. You know, the tender bedtime whisper or the exuberant cuddly squeeze. Though very soon it was clear...
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Follow The Road
Follow the road to where it catches the crisp curve of morning, easing to the right. Turn down the narrow lane, fumbling over gumnuts through the veil of dizzy jasmine. At the brink of the creek, take...
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Motherhood and The Hardship Competition
It’s no secret that being a mother can be tough. We’re all trying to nurture our children and do the best we can. Often the conditions are not ideal. It can be lonely, unrelenting and heartbreaking....
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A Gruffalo Party
Today we had a Gruffalo party. My son turned 4 yesterday. The most favourite thing in the world to this 4 year old is the Gruffalo. So when it came to his party it was only fitting we entered the world...
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Little Lion Part 4
Little lion wakes up next to me every morning. His little body curls into mine just like the day he was born. I still remember that day. How I carried him to my bed, an hour old. How he tucked himself...
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Handa’s Surprise
So today he woke up and talked about the book again. He gets obsessed with books. I love that he gets obsessed. All that passion and excitement whirling around his little brain. Sometimes it’s hard to...
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The Butterfly Wall
There is a wall on a building on the other side of the city. It is covered in a mural of butterflies and cocoons. It bursts with colour and life. We’ve been going to this building quite a bit lately....
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This Girl
So what happens when your daughter turns seven? You celebrate her every breath. You celebrate her gentle walk upon this earth. You celebrate every beautiful thing about her. This girl! This girl has...
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Little Lion Part 5
Little lion isn’t so little anymore. His cherubic cheeks have become angular. His legs are tall like stalks. His head stretches nearly to my chest. And his roar is mightier than thunder. But when I...
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