Highchairs.

Dear Expectant Parents, One day your little bundle of joy is going to start solids. And you're going to think to yourself "oh goodie, now I get to go out and look at all the awesome highchairs on the market" and off to Baby Bunting or Babies R Us etc you will go. And you will place your little one in all the highchairs and marvel at how cute they look in their big boy/girl highchair. And finally you will decide on the $150 highchair or the $249 highchair or maybe you'll go nuts on the $370 highchair. And you'll take it home, and unpack it. You'll put it all together and excitedly await the first chance you get to begin using it. And for the first few months it will be great, because little Johnny or little Jane can't make mess yet. Not real mess. Not "there's so much of your meal in every crack & crevice of this highchair at every meal that I'm beginning to wonder how it is that you're actually not starving like a third world child because surely none has gone in your mouth". No, that fun doesn't start until around their first birthday. And it continues until well past their 2nd birthday. And one day, one rainy December day, you will decide that you hate the stupid, reclining, 4 height settings, padded insert, two tray, lockable wheeled $140 highchair you have and that if you have to scrub it ONE MORE TIME then you're going to scream. And you will get in your car and go buy the $25 Ikea highchair that all the experienced parents recommended in the beginning because it is simple, basic and sooo easy to clean. And you will sigh a big sigh of relief and curse yourself for being too snobby to get it in the first place. So, dear expectant parents, me save you the trouble... just buy the damn Ikea highchair from the start!!

A thought for the day...

Is there anything more beautiful then watching my son's nudie-bum go toddling off down the hallway as fast as he can because he's so excited for bath time? Sometimes I love this kid so much that my heart aches #besotted

Can I get a nanny?

I love my son. I really, truly, kiss him from head-to-toe, dote on his every need, race home from work in excitement, cuddle, play, giggle with, sniff his head for comfort love my son. BUT (you knew there was a 'but' coming right?) lately he is driving me crazy! I'm tired. Ridiculously tired. I have no idea why but I can barely lift my head off the pillow each day. And being a full time mummy to an 8 month old baby is not easy when you're literally exhausted 24/7.
I've been taking iron tablets (I don't eat much meat so I often get anaemic), having early nights, trying to eat better, keeping on top of my medication, drinking more water.. Nothing helps!
Now, I cannot bear to be away from Cooper for more than a few hours a day so my "life would be perfect if.." dream is that I could be rich, and have a nanny. I would still be home with my baby all day but when I was tired, id just leave the nanny to it and go to bed. Perfect right?! Now, who wants to be my nanny for free...?

Selfish or Selfless?

Since having Cooper, our fur baby Lucy (cat) has become a low priority for me. What used to be my baby, the reason for coming home each night, and the one thing I adored almost as if she was a real child, has become somewhat of a problem.
The first issue is that Lucy is ALWAYS on the countertop, stovetop, sink, dining table. Nothing I do deters her. Not only is this an inconvenience, it's a hygiene issue. She walks through her poopy kitty litter and then all over my kitchen. The same kitchen that I prepare meals for my baby in.
The second issue is Lucy has become bored and destructive. She scratches furniture, carpet, couches.. anything expensive basically.
I tried allowing her outdoors to alleviate her boredom but she keeps sun-baking on the road and I know she will get hit by a car if I continue to let her outside.
I can't decide if rehoming her is selfish (I have a real baby now so I don't need you anymore) or selfless (you deserve a better home where you will be loved and appreciated).
I don't know what to do??!!

Every. Single. Hour.

Yep, that's how frequently Cooper woke last night. It was hell. I'd drag my sorry little self into his room, put his dummy back in, "shhhh" him, and get back into bed. One hour later... "waaaaaaahhhh"!!!!! Newborns sleep better than he did last night.
I have no idea why. Nothing was different.. Same bedtime, same sleeping bag, same room, cot, temperature, darkness, noise level, outfit, dummy, blankie... Everything the same as normal!
I fed him, gave him baby Panadol, burped him (just in case), patted him, rocked him, cuddled him... Nothing worked.
Dear lord he better not do that again tonight!!!

The Liebster Award

What is the Liebster you ask? The Liebster award is given to up and coming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. Liebster is a German word meaning: sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing, and welcome.

The Rules:
1. Each person must post 11 things about themselves.
2. Answer the 11 questions the person giving the award has set for you.

Rules 3-5 were all about passing it on, which I won't be doing. I'm sure I'm committing some terrible blogger-crime by skipping it but I'll risk the bad karma lol.


11 Facts about Me

I can be a total hypocrite when it comes to my husband Nathan cos I find myself telling him off for doing things around the house (eg: eating something on our cream-coloured couch that will stain) but then I secretly do the same things when he's not home 

I have a love-hate relationship with Facebook... so good for finding old friends, so painful to see all the people who are no longer in my life... so addictive regardless!

I never completely stop caring about people, whether it's old friends, lovers, etc... once you've won my heart, you never completely lose it 


I didn't believe in 'happily ever after' until I met my husband Nathan 


I constantly doubt myself when trying to make decisions about life 


I used to be a fairly spiteful person once I'd been hurt, but now I have matured and learnt that sometimes life just happens that way  


I am never the girl with great hair or perfect nails or immaculate make-up because I just don't care enough to bother 


I have been known to eat chocolate & coca-cola for breakfast  


I often talk too much or too loud  


I'm disgustingly messy (not dirty, messy) and I leave shoes, cardigans, hair ties, sunglasses, etc from one end of the house to the other and it drives my husband mad.


When I'm feeling a bit down, I like to read Animal Rescue stories.. warms my heart when these cats and dogs find great homes

11 Questions to Answer

1. When did you start Blogging and why?
I started a few months ago as an outlet for my baby-related venting but am hopeless at keeping up-to-date with it and have never really got it going properly.

2. Do you eat breakfast?
Before I had Cooper, hardly ever.. now I eat toast every day.

3. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
I have lived in London and here in Australia, and whilst I loved the UK and would also love to visit the USA, I think my heart will always be here in Australia.

4. Mini Van or SUV?
SUV but at the moment we have neither!

5. Flats or heels?
Flats.. always!

6. Ocean view or Mountain view?
Ocean.. I love the beach and practically live there during summer.

7. Dream profession?
No idea to be honest... something that had lots of holidays, paid really well and wasn't stressful.. do they exist? lol

8. If you had 1 million you had to spend or giveaway what would you do with it?
I would buy a house and a car. And maybe go on a holiday. Selfish things because we could never afford them otherwise!

9. Biggest Pet Peeve?
Stupid people. I find it really frustrating.

10. Worst habit?
I'm very messy!

11. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Still married, with another 2 children... hopefully our own home, a dog and white picket fence!

When baby gets sick..

"Listen up mummy, this is how it's gonna go down.. I'm gonna wake myself up coughing every hour throughout the night and need you to come rock me back to sleep. As for day naps, I'm not taking them unless you cuddle and rock me non-stop. I will also wake regularly during my naps due to my coughing and cry miserably about it... Deal?"