Eleanor

During the last week I noticed a sudden infestation of teeny tiny dust bunnies around our house. They were collecting in the corners, sticking to my children’s clothes and drifting around in the wake of anyone walking past like miniature tumbleweeds. I’d been sweeping them up but more and more kept appearing and it took [...]

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As someone that likes to be firmly in control of my life, there are times when I find heading into the unknown void that is the future almost unbearable. Now that I am a parent, that’s amplified tenfold. I’ve been chewing on the future for a while now as my husband and I go through [...]

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I was looking for a lost shoe. It was a teeny sneaker, Keds, size 4.5 that had belonged to my son two years ago and I was thinking it would look pretty good on my daughter who is learning to walk. I had one of the shoes in my hand, and was in the process [...]

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I was that teenager. You know, the one with the indie band t-shirt, who would stand outside in the rain waiting for the record shops to open on new release day. I was that girl, the one who told you that you weren’t a real fan unless you had the entire back-catalogue, and had seen [...]

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For some reason while I was wandering around Wal-Mart at 9pm the other night looking for stocking gifts I got thinking about celebrity babies and the crazy presents that their parents must give them.  There is so much wrong with that sentence- but I’ve already publically embarrassed myself in the last few weeks with declaring [...]

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I’m sure it’s the same for anyone with children, but for me, parenthood has been an amazing trip from one extreme to another. I’m continually astounded by evolution; by the fact that babies start to interact, crawl, talk. They sponge up everything around them and ……screech to a halt…..THEY TAKE IN EVERYTHING AROUND THEM and [...]

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The shortest blog entry that I ever wrote was titled ‘Washing the Kitchen Floor’ and the entry simply read: ‘Seriously- is there any point?’
There is a raging battle between the house and I, and I am not winning. There are never-ending towers of laundry to be folded, relentless loads of dishes to be put away, [...]

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