- October 26, 2015
A typical Sunday… with a one-year-old.
By Rachel on October 26, 2015Read moreWhere does the time GO when you have a baby? Seriously, where? Mr Chick and I often discuss this, baffled by the fact that even though we’re up at a sparrow’s fart, we get less done on weekends than we ever did. I wrote a day in the life post about Charlie and me when he was three weeks old, but a...
11 - October 14, 2015
Things dads teach their kids when mum’s off duty
By Rachel on October 14, 2015Read more“Have you been teaching Charlie pig snorting noises?” I texted Mr Chick yesterday. The reply was in the affirmative, and mentioned something about Peppa Pig books. Even though it was a text, I’m sure I detected a note of pride. I guess when your one-year-old learns to snort like a pig because you’ve taught them how, then proceeds to...
- September 29, 2015
Why you shouldn’t mess with a mama’s me-time.
By Rachel on September 29, 2015Read moreFor about a year, I have been dreaming about visiting my local pool ALL BY MYSELF. Doing 20 uninterrupted laps, chillaxing in the sauna and finishing with a blissful 30 minutes in the spa. I haven’t enjoyed this very simple act of parental self-preservation because me-time when you have a baby is either non-existent or a military operation to pull off. But on Sunday afternoon, I...
- September 18, 2015
9 games I play with my baby to kill time
By Rachel on September 18, 2015Read moreNow, don’t get me wrong with that headline. I love being a mum and being with Charlie. It’s just that some days, especially the days when he GETS UP AT 5AM AND LATELY THAT IS EVERY DAY, I’m not really bursting with fruit flavour for the 14 hours I’m required to hang out with him after 5am. But if you do...
- September 9, 2015
SP: Babies, allergies and 5 top trigger foods
By Rachel on September 9, 2015Read moreI was very cautious when it came to start solids with Charlie. Probably because I can be slightly melodramatic and the thought of feeding my kid something that could potentially kill him freaked me right out. My mother’s group was throwing scrambled egg at their babies willy-nilly for months before I ventured there with Charlie, and when I did…