hissychick

Bereft

My beautiful Nana has died. And all I want to do is drink..and other cliched life affirming activities.

Whatever

What I said back in May continues to be my reality. No I’m not OK. Thanks for your lack of concern. I’m not seeking sympathy, I’m not attention seeking, I’m not a drama queen like that. I will continue to enquire as to how you are and mean it when I say that I hope [...]

Telling it like it is

“This is bullshit” I announced slowly, glass of wine in hand to the offending child whose eyes were now wide as saucers. The same sinus and fatigue ringed eyes that continue to fight sleep to a point well beyond ridiculous. “But Mummy you said-” “Bullshit. You heard correctly. Now good night! “ And you know [...]

Thanks for the mammaries

Something had to give. Unfortunately it was the breastfeeding. During last week’s round of bronchiolitis miss I got extremely congested and refused to feed. We’ve been there before, and I have pumped and fenugreeked to see us through. Somehow I got caught up with work/other kidlets/gym/everything else I do and when she was ready to [...]

Oversight

Something has left my life, And I don’t know where it went to Somebody caused me strife, And it’s not what I was seeking. Didn’t you see me, didn’t you hear me? Didn’t you see me standing there? Why did you turn out the lights? Did you know that I was sleeping? Say a prayer [...]

Time management (or lack thereof)

I am beginning to suspect that mummyblogging is the domain of those who: a) Are lucky enough to have all children currently at home taking simultaneous naps b) Said children who go to bed at a reasonable hour so that me time isn’t in the post gym beyond fatigue zone c) The time and ability [...]

Not a hissychick…a misanthropic bitch

It’s been a busy couple of weeks and so it is only now that I have found the time to sit down and have another bash at this get back to blogging gig. Fridays are somewhat of a luxury for me, in that when miss Immyjim goes down for her nap I get the chance [...]

Stunned

I had intended for my latest post to be all about my return to work (long story short: full on but all involved are fine) and perhaps a witty recap of miss A’s belated birthday party. However today I am going to focus on an incident that occurred at said party which shocked me so [...]

Reality bites

Today I dropped off the children at daycare and OOSH at a time early enough for them to have breakfast there. Next week when I return to work it will be even earlier. I will be that parent dropping her year one child off before seven am and then waiting outside the daycare centre until [...]

Because Lucy made me do it

All kidlets are at school and daycare so you think I would be relishing and maximising this rare bit of personal freedom before my return to work on the 28th right? Right? And yet here I sit, somewhat despondent, largely apathetic and unsure what to do. Wasting a precious hour or two on Fa(r)cebook and [...]