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Walk of shame
The married-with-kids version of the walk of shame where you desperately try to get your child to nap by pushing her in the pram round the neighbourhood and all she does is scream “TV!!!” at the top of her lungs for a good twenty-five minutes before finally conking out.
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Zero Waste…?
Last February I joined a local zero waste group and as part of that I weighed my rubbish for a whole year. Here in Brussels they collect general rubbish, paper and cardboard for recycling, certain plastic waste for recycling (the types of plastic they collect expanded in September 2022) and food waste (which they burn…
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The garden
Recently I’ve been messing around with oil pastels trying to draw our garden from different angles (I sketch from photos I’ve taken of the garden during different seasons).
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Stay very still..
My daughters are nearly 8 and 3 and a half years old and they play together so little that when do it’s like a miraculous sighting of a rare bird.
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All the small things..
Trying to decide which toddler request you need to draw the line at for your own sanity and so they don’t think of you as their personal slave, and so you can get whatever it is they are stalling against (bedtime/dinner time/brushing teeth time..) done is so hard . They are all so small and…
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Parenting pep talks
Sometimes I feel like I need some kind of parenting coach to get me through the daily routine.
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Her little sayings
I don’t want to forget all her little sayings so I tried to draw them. Think my favourite made up word of hers is ‘alonely’. ‘ Too much’ she uses as if it’s a defined quantity, and she uses ‘for to’ to construct many of her sentences and ‘am are!’ instead of I am. Because…
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Family Reunion
We finally managed to get the whole family together for the first time since March 1st 2020 (Isabel’s christening, just as everything was crumbling with Covid).
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Meeting up with friends who have kids in winter..
Aargh when you have kids someone is always ill! As a consequence my social life during winter consists almost entirely of standing in the drizzle at a playground chatting to other parents in the short window one has before someone’s child screams “I’m cold! I want to go home!”/it rains.
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