13 Months + a Job

I got myself a job. Yay!

It’s just a 3 month contract, but it’s given us some financial breathing space. I’m working 20ish hours a week, mostly from home in a digital marketing role (social media management, websites, emails etc). I almost took a very shitty, low-paying and demoralising job, so I’m glad I held out for something better. I got very lucky and and an old boss just offered me the role without me having to apply because I know how rare part-time, work from home jobs are!

I have been going into the office a couple of days a week while I get on my feet and work out what I am doing, unfortunately because I live in Torquay and my office is the other side of Melbourne it has been taking about 3 hours each way and on those days I don’t get to see Augie at all because I leave at 6.00 am and get home at 7.30 pm. Ahhhh I miss that little guy so much when I’m away (I’m on the train to work now as I write this) and I end up being a creepy lady who stares at other babies I see and smile because I miss my baby so much.

I have to say that it’s been a juggle (to say the least) to work over 20 hours a week and still have Augie at home with us. AJ works from home, so we’ve been trying to make it work so that August doesn’t have to go into childcare, but it’s been pretty tough and if the role continues past 3 months, we will need to reconsider. Right now, AJ will work from 6.00 am – 1.00 pm and I’ll work from 1.00 pm – 5.00 pm and whoever isn’t working will be with Augie. Then AJ will normally do more work when Augie goes to bed at night and that’s my only window to clean, cook, organise the house etc.

I’m very grateful for my job, but I don’t want life to continue to be this busy. I need more breathing space! Even when I’m with Augie, I’m still doing work emails and trying to deal with urgent work issues. Augie is so full on right now and demands 100% attention (or he’ll get into mischief) so I feel like I’m not interacting with him enough and not available enough at work. It’s not a good feeling.

Here he is crawling up the stairs calling out ‘Mum, Mum’ while I’m working (the office is at the top of the stairs). Quite a cute little distraction.

So here is a little update on my 13 month old baby boy (ha ha, I bet you’d thought I’d stop boring you after 12 months… πŸ˜‚):

  • He loves giving cuddles right now and will launch himself at you and wrap his arms around you, nestle his head in and say ‘ahhhhhhhhh’. It is literally the best feeling in the world.
  • He’s taking some steps now, but not walking independently quite yet. He takes one or two steps without holding on and stands without holding on so I guess he’ll be walking soon.
  • His favourite word is ‘hooray’ and he says it all the time.
  • He eats about a punnet of strawberries a day. Just obsessed. Lucky they are so cheap right now.
  • He’s getting his first molars and it’s brutal. Poor little guy.
  • We are down to 1 bottle a day, right before bed and it’s mostly cows milk (with a little bit of formula mixed in).
  • His favourite song is ‘bananas in pyjamas’. He just likes the song, not the tv show. Also, still won’t actually eat bananas.
  • Loves his swimming lessons and his swim instructor.
  • Obsessed with remote controls.
  • Sleep has been a nightmare the last couple of weeks and then I moved him onto one day sleep (instead of two) and he’s slept 14 hours straight without even stirring the past few nights. Was that the problem the last few months when I resisted moving him to one day sleep?


Party Time

I felt a bit of pressure leading up to Augie’s first birthday. Like I had to do something special, but I didn’t know what to do. I mean, a one year old doesn’t really want or need anything much. I was totally over-thinking it of course.

I feel strongly about not spoiling Augie so he didn’t get much for his birthday from us. I bought him a cheap doll from Kmart, a tractor like the one his dad had on his farm and some books. His main present was a donation to a local mums and bubs charity, which will be a tradition and he can choose where he wants to donate as he gets older.

On the day of his birthday we wanted to do something fun for him, but it’s the middle of winter and wet, windy and bloody freezing. So we took him to the aquarium in Melbourne. He loved it! We ended up buying a yearly pass so that we can go back more.

When we got home I realised I had totally dropped the ball and didn’t get him a cake to sing Happy Birthday. Mum fail! I considered trying to make one really quick, but I knew I wouldn’t have time before he went to bed. So I ran out to a bakery and bought him a cupcake. He was so overwhelmed when we sang happy birthday, it was so cute. It may look like he demolished that cake from the photo below, but he hated it and spat it right out.

The big event was a party with our immediate family. Let me tell you, I hate throwing parties. Honestly, it’s my worst nightmare. I only did it because I knew our families would want to celebrate Augie turning one and also for Augie too because he deserves to be celebrated.

My brother, sister-in-law and niece drove down from Sydney for the week and my Dad and Step Mum came up to stay for a night too.

On the Saturday we all went to the footy to watch our team play. The day started off well when we arrived at the footy ground and Augie had completely wet through his outfit and I didn’t have a spare. That’s never happened before and I think it’s because I put him in his baby bjorn carrier (because I couldn’t take the pram into the stadium) and I must have put him in awkwardly because we haven’t used it since he was a few months old. Luckily he borrowed some clothes from his cousin and it wasn’t too cold so he was fine. Then it was his nap time and obviously he couldn’t sleep in a crowded stadium, so he was out of sorts and cried every time the crowd cheered or booed, which was constantly, so my step mum just walked around outside the stadium with him for the whole game. She loved getting extra cuddles so she didn’t mind. The good news is that our team won, but that’s the last time I take Augie to the footy for a while. He just hates loud noises so it’s not the right place for him at the moment. Maybe next year.

Then on Sunday it was time for Augie’s party. It wasn’t a big party, 12 adults and 5 kids, but that’s a lot for our little house! AJ and I were quite nervous about the whole thing. Or maybe it was just me. God I hate parties. My anxiety was in overdrive.

We really wanted good food so we actually practiced every dish before the party. We made beef brisket with bbq sauce, mac and cheese, corn on the cob, coleslaw, brioche buns and chicken. We put a lot of care into perfecting each dish and everyone loved the food so that was a relief.

We were even more nervous about the cake. Can you believe we made 3 practice cakes before we decided on the finished product! First I made one of those multi level rainbow cakes with coconut buttercream frosting. It looked really good, but basically just tasted like sugar. So next was a 3 level strawberry cake with cream cheese frosting. The recipe used a packet of strawberry jelly crystals for flavour and so it tasted a bit fake. I added some fresh strawberries, but I couldn’t add too many or it would be too moist and collapse. So a few days before Augie’s birthday I thought about the flavours I really enjoy and decided to make a 4 layer gingerbread cake with salted caramel layers and cream cheese frosting. It was delicious! Unfortunately it didn’t look as good as the practice ones we made because we ran out of time and had to throw it together. Oh well!

Augie must be like his parents because he didn’t love his party. He spent most of the time upstairs in his room playing with my dad, step mum and his cousin because he was too overwhelmed by all the people. He doesn’t see our families much as they all live far away so they aren’t familiar to him and it was just a bunch of people getting in his face and it was a bit much.

I am glad we had a party for Augie as it seemed to mean a lot to everyone else, but I was so buggered by the end of it. Having a house full of house guests before the party made it hard to plan and organise as much as I normally like to, but that’s part of the fun I guess!

My brother, sister-in-law and niece hung around for a week after the party and I was able to relax and have fun with them. It was so precious to watch Augie play with his cousin. πŸ’—

You’ll notice that apples feature in a lot of photos below. Both kids decided they love apples and had to eat them all of the time. It was very competitive and cute!

12 Months Old

Age: I have a one year old. Well he turned one on the 23rd July and this update is a bit late.

And just like that I have a toddler on my hands. He isn’t officially walking yet, but he walks everyone around the house holding onto furniture. Where there is no furniture to hold, he’ll push a dining chair or his highchair around instead. He barely even holds on anymore, but he just doesn’t seem to know he can let go or maybe doesn’t have the confidence. I have actually done nothing to help him either. I just don’t want to push him into walking and I am happy for him to keep practicing and build his strength. There is absolutely no hurry from my perspective.

The biggest change for me is his mental development. He understands so much now. I ask him where his nose, head or tummy is and he points to them. We drive over a speed bump and he says “bump”. I ask for a kiss and I get one (if he’s feeling generous!). I ask where the duck/puppy/bird is and he points them out. I ask him to shake his bottle and he does it (quite poorly I might add). I tell him to brush his hair or teeth and he does it (once again, quite poorly!). I get a cup of tea and he looks at me and says “ahhh” (because apparently I do this after I drink). I say “yes” and he shakes his head “no” to be cheeky.Β  I put the Wiggles on and he starts dancing. He claps after every song we sing it book we read. The changes in him this month just blow my mind.

I’ve also found him to be much more hands on over the past month. He seems to need more attention and engagement from me. He is just finishing another development leap today so I am hoping he gets less clingy soon because he has never been like this before. I find it hard to cook dinner or do any tasks around the house because he needs so much interaction from me and he’s also getting into mischief. I have to watch that he isn’t knocking plants off shelves, ripping my magazines, pulling every tissue out of every box, pulling shoelaces out of shoes or taking rubbish out of the bin. Nothing is safe.

Favourite song: Galumph went the little green frog
Favourite book: Where is the Green Sheep?
Favourite toy: Ring stacker and this annoying ball that rolls around and makes music
Favourite food: Mandarins and apples (but he doesn’t like fruit in slices, he wants to eat them whole. He won’t even let me take the peel off the mandarin, he has to do it himself. It’s messy.)
Favourite animal: Puppies and birds
Favourite game: Ballroom dancing with mum around the lounge room and throwing the ball with dad

Feeding: No change really, 3 bottles a day of 150 ml and 3 meals and snacks when needed. I wouldn’t say he is a massive eater, but he does alright. Apparently from 12 months old I am supposed to cut out bottles, but I have no idea how I am going to do this because he really doesn’t eat enough. I’ll talk to the maternal health nurse when I see her. I guess if I stop giving him bottles he’ll get hungry!

Sleeping routine: Oh god, where do I start? What a shit show this month has been for sleep. He started refusing his afternoon sleep, which would mean he would have a morning sleep from 9.30 am – 11.00 am and then nothing until 6.30 pm bedtime. This is not enough for a bub his age. So in my misguided wisdom, I decided to try and shift his morning sleep to lunchtime and transition him to just one sleep a day. This was a mistake because he was too tired to last until lunch time for his nap. So I didn’t know what to do and I called a radio helpline where you can talk to a mothercraft nurse (kinderling radio) and get advice. She told me to definitely keep him on two naps and to put him down at the normal time in the morning and then wake him after 20-30 minutes and then he should be tired enough for a proper afternoon nap. I was horrified at first, imagine waking a baby from a long nap, but I did have some good success from it.

Unfortunately, life got really busy with playgroups, preparing for his birthday party and family visiting for over a week and I wasn’t always able to be home for his naps and the routine went out the window. He is a baby who needs routine (so do I), so he didn’t cope well and now I have gone back to square one and trying to get his routine back. I think it’ll work, I just need to make sure I’m home for him to nap when he needs to because he refuses to nap in the pram or car.

I’m still having trouble with getting him to sleep at night, I don’t know if it’s separation anxiety or if I have just created bad habits, but he cries when I leave his room and I often have to lie on the floor next to his cot until he falls asleep. Once he is asleep, he normally sleeps through the night, but it’s just getting him to sleep that is the problem. I honestly don’t know why he does this because this only started when he was about 10 months old. At the time, he was teething badly, in a development leap and we’d just moved house, so I just gave him extra cuddles, but now it looks like I’ve created bad habits.


Swim lessons: I finally started Augie on swim lessons. I signed him up 6 months ago but they always fell on his nap times so I ended up cancelling because sleep is paramount in this household! Now that we live by the beach I figured I better get him started before summer. The first lesson he hated and cried the entire time. The class only had 3 other babies and none of them showed up, so I think he was overwhelmed by the one-on-one attention from the instructor because he isn’t great with new people. The next lesson he was much better and by his third lesson he was loving it. The instructor thought he was scared of the water, but he loves the water, he was just overwhelmed by the new people!

Car seat: We turned his car seat around to be forward facing now too. I think legally you need to have them rear facing until 6 months and then you can turn them when they meet the height requirements on your seat. He just meets the height requirement so we turned him and he loves it. He’s so much happier and chilled out in the car now he can sit up and look around. I love it because it gives me way more room when I sit in the front passenger seat!

Achievements: We have a talker on our hands! It looks like Augie is going to be chatty because he likes to talk and randomly repeats a lot of words or sounds I make. Words he says consistently now are: mum, dad, puppy, bird, ta, ba ba (sheep), bump, pop, nigh nigh, yuck, apple.

Things we have learned:Β Since the day he was born I have tried to soak in every delicious second with him. Even on the tough days when I’ve just about had enough, I would tell myself that in 10, 20 or 30 years I would give everything to go back to these days with my baby. The problem is, I still worry that I haven’t soaked in enough. It was the same when my mum was sick and I would try to be in the moment with her and appreciate every minute together. Time still moves so quickly and suddenly the moment is over. My baby is a one year old.

There were many days where I also wished time away. I would think it would be so much easier when he was a bit older. Babies are bloody hard work (duh). I am also always looking forward to the next stage. I can’t wait until he can cuddle me back, talk to me and tell me funny stories, do arts and craft together and he can read me books (and maybe pour me a wine!). But, I also know this first year of his life was magical in its own right. He will grow up and won’t let me hold him in my arms, kiss his face and sing him songs. I really don’t like to be sappy, but it’s been the best 12 months of my life with that little boy. He is a pure delight.

Appearance: He grew another two teeth and now has 8 teeth, the front bottom and top four and we have the beginnings of molars coming through and they look like they are going to be brutal.

He’s got quite a lot of blonde hair now and blue/grey eyes like his dad. He has my wonky nose and chubby cheeks, AJ’s eye colour, my eye shape, AJ’s chin and AJ’s facial expressions. A perfect mix of us both.

He was weighed and measured at the nurse today and he’s 10.88 kilos and 75.5 cm. Apparently his weight is pretty high because he’s on formula so we really need to cut that back now and just give him food. Eeeek.

Mummy update:Β I’m still adjusting to living in a new town and being a full time mum again. I’ve been looking for work and even got offered a part time job, but it wasn’t suitable (pay was shit and the job was shit to be honest). It’s been very hard to find a job that is in my field, part time hours and pays decently, otherwise it is just not worth putting Augie in childcare.

My life feels very one dimension right now, it’s just baby, baby, baby. With no friends and family around, I do feel a bit isolated. Augie probably feels the same way! I tried to join a lot of baby/mum groups, but unfortunately almost all of them fall during his nap times. I went to some, but it contributed to me fucking up his day naps, so I decided I just need to be home at nap times and let him sleep. When he transitions onto one nap a day it will be so much easier to get out more and that will probably happen in the next 2-3 months, so its not far away.

I also went to a local mum’s wine group night out. I was so nervous to go on my own, but also desperate for a night out, so I forced myself into it. No one talked to me for the first 5 minutes when I got there and I almost left, but luckily a nice lady struck up a conversation with me and I ended up having a good time. They run events monthly and I’m still thinking about if I will go to the next one. The age group was a little on the younger side and there was definitely some cliques. Making friends is so hard. I’m exhausted!

Now, my baby only turns one once, so surely I can spam you with a stupid amount of photos, right? I’m doing this on my phone, so apologies for the crappy layout. πŸ’—

11 Months Old

Age: Oh my god. I have an 11 month old baby. I would be outraged at how big he is and how quickly time has flown, but I can’t be sad about it because I feel so blessed for every moment with him. Sorry for the mush!

He finished a big development leap about a week ago and I can see his skills increasing on a daily basis! He dances, throws balls to you, reaches when he wants something, plays chasey with me (of sorts!) and tries to do the actions to incy wincy spider. Today he tried to put the lid back on his yoghurt tube.

He isn’t walking on his own yet, he cruises around the house holding onto furniture and walls very well (and getting into every cupboard). I don’t see that he seems inclined to walk independently any time soon and I’m not exactly encouraging it. He’ll get there in his own time.

Feeding:Β He has 3 bottles of formula a day and 3 meals a day. Pretty easy. His favourite foods are mandarins, pears, apples, peas, broccoli, avocado, quinoa, peanut butter sandwiches, hummus and crackers and weetbix. I cannot get him to eat bananas. I thought all kids loved bananas? I’ve tried making banana pancakes, muffins and oats and he won’t touch them. Weird. Maybe I’ll try a banana smoothie this week.

I did suspect he had a dairy allergy at one point so I shifted him to almond milk in his cereal (lucky he didn’t have the allergy because I forgot his formula was cows milk too, whoops). It turns out it wasn’t a food allergy, it’s discoid eczema. The doctor has given me all sorts of steroid creams for him that should clear it up. Thankfully he doesn’t seem itchy or bothered by it. I’ve actually got it too and I’ve mostly grown out of it as an adult.

Sleeping routine:Well, well, well. My perfect sleeping baby has completely disappeared. It’s been a tough month.

When I try to put August to bed he just screams when I leave the room. He’s never been like that before. He has never needed to be rocked to sleep or been clingy to me. It can take me 2-3 hours a night to get him to sleep now. I think he has separation anxiety, apparently it peaks around this age.

The only thing that works is if I put him in bed with me and then transfer him to his cot when he’s asleep or if I lay next to the cot with my hand in there for him to put against his cheek. So many times I have thought he was asleep and try to sneak off and get busted and have to start the process all over again. Normally it’s when I’m hungry and really want dinner.

It’s been a bit of a drainer because by the end of the day I really want some time to myself to relax and it’s hard to get that right now. Plus I feel bad for the little guy who seems so scared if I leave him at night.

He’s also been waking once a night on most nights (he hasn’t done this since he was 10 weeks old). Sometimes he wants a bottle, mostly he just needs a cuddle. This doesn’t bother me too much, I just sit in the rocking chair and cuddle him until he falls asleep.

I can’t seem to get answers on when/if this stage will stop. It shows no sign of ending any time soon. The benefit is how cuddly he is right now. Silver linings!


Clapping- he finally knows how to clap. He used to think that clapping was slapping his hand against mine, now he understands how to clap his own hands together.

Tantrums- he stiffens up and arches his back when I take something off him that he wants (like the iPhone cord, our house plants or the toilet paper). It’s cute right now, I’m sure I won’t always think so!

Talking- he’d been saying Mum, now he also says dad and puppy. Plus he often tries to repeat other words like pop, oops a daisy, no or any other random word he hears. It’s mostly unintelligible, but I can understand him.

Understanding me- he knows what ‘no’ means and how to ignore me. When I’m trying to get him to sleep he picks up his dummy that is attached to his comforter and tries to throw it away (I have no idea why) and when I say ‘no’ he stops, looks at me and then deliberately throws it 5 seconds later and is very pleased with himself. Same when I tell him ‘no’ when he’s touching the fireplace (which I keep switched off during the day for safety). He knows enough to stop, but then can’t help himself and grabs it anyway and thinks it’s a great game. It’s pretty funny.

Achievements: It’s been a long time coming, but Augie has finally stopped being spewy. He’s only spewed a couple of times in the past month and it’s made life so much easier. It was so awkward when someone wanted to hold him or I took him somewhere and I had to worry about him spitting up.

The best part is how much less washing I have now. I was having to wash mine and AJ’s clothes every day (if not more if he spewed on me in the morning). Now I can get more than one wear out of jeans again. Yay!

Things we have learned:We can’t read to Augie before bed anymore. He’s obsessive and just won’t stop. He’ll have mini tantrums if I stop reading. His favourite is Puppy Makes Mischief that my friend (and blogger) Cat bought him. I know all the words by heart now! The book also came with a soft puppy toy and Augie has discovered it and is equally obsessed. He now says “puppy” and when I ask him where puppy is, he crawls over to get him and give him a cuddle. So cute. Thanks for the pressie Cat, he just loves it. πŸ™‚

Appearance: He is still my chubby little blonde boy. He’s getting more hair and it’s growing into a nice little mullet. Good look Augie.

AJ weighed him yesterday and he was about 10.5 kilos. That’s why my back hurts!

We’ve had 4 more teeth spout up this month (no wonder he won’t sleep). So now he has 6 teeth total. The funny thing is that he has popped one big top front tooth, but not the other front tooth, so he looks a little lopsided. Now he’s grown the little tooth next to it, but not the big front one, so he’s got two on one side and none on the other. It’s an interesting look…

Mummy update:Its been a weird month for me after losing my job. I’m feeling a real loss of identity without a career to go back to now. I can see how hard it’s going to be to have a meaningful career and have the time I want with Augie and it’s been a difficult realisation. I guess this is why people say that you can’t have it all.

It was also weird that it happened so soon after moving away from the city. I felt a bit isolated being away from all my friends and then losing my job on top of it made me feel so disconnected.

So I have thrown myself into this mummying gig. I’ve joined a local playgroup, been going to baby time at the library and I even finally joined Facebook (which I hate) just so I can join the local online Mum groups- which actually seem to be pretty annoying. But I am going to go to a few catch ups and see if I can connect to other mums. I also even had a coffee date with a Mum I met in the playground. Whoa. It’s been a big month for an introvert like me!


I’m feeling super flat this week. I was made redundant from my job on Tuesday. Yep, again.

I was totally blindsided, I had no idea it was coming. I don’t work Tuesdays, but I had just spent all of Augie’s morning nap doing work anyway. My new boss called and so I immediately knew something was wrong because she’s never called me. Funnily enough, I felt so secure in my job that I thought someone else must have been fired or quit and they were just filling me in. Ha ha.

Nope. My boss very coldly read off the script she was given telling me I no longer held a position there and that I needed to bring my laptop and swipe card back. The whole thing took about 5 minutes and that was that. I haven’t heard anything more from them. It feels so weird that I’m just never going back to work.

Pretty much my whole team was made redundant because they are decentralising the department. Meaning that instead of one national marketing team, they will have localised marketing in each state.

Last time I was made redundant it felt completely different. I saw it coming so it wasn’t such a shock and I hated my job so it was essentially a good thing (even though I was pissed off at the time). Last time I took it quite personally because I was the only one made redundant. So I was a bit bitter about the whole situation, but hopeful that I’d end up happier.

This time I don’t feel embarrassed because I know it wasn’t personal. But, I just feel gutted to have lost my job for so many reasons. Mostly because this is the first job I have ever had that I liked. I loved the projects I was working on at the moment. Since I came back from maternity leave I somehow managed to hold onto the good parts of my job and let go of the parts I hated. I would actually do it for free, that’s how much I love it.

I also feel like it’s unlikely that I’m going to be able to find meaningful employment part time. I’m not ready to go back full time yet because I’m loving the time at home with Augie. I want that (elusive) balance of family and career and, for me, that means only working part time. I don’t want to just take any crappy job because if I’m going to be away from Augie, it needs to be worth it. But, part time jobs are hard to find. Good ones anyway. What happens if I can’t find work and the career that I have been working to build for years just dissolves???

Plus, I just feel exhausted at the idea of doing my resume, going to job interviews, learning a new job and bonding with new colleagues. I seriously can’t be fucked. I don’t have the energy for it right now.

Look, as down as I’m feeling about this situation, I know this isn’t a real problem. My loved ones are all healthy and I have a roof over my head. So while I’m having a little pity party, I know that things could be worse. Plus, this gives me more time to read books in my pjs with this little guy. So I’m ok.

10 Months Old

Age: My little bubby is 10 months and has had so many changes this month. He is feeling more and more like a toddler. He walks around everywhere (holding onto the furniture) and is very steady now. He gets upset if I take something away from him. He wants to get into everything… especially my handbag, his nappy wipes, the toilet paper, the kitchen cupboards, our plants, our shoes and our phones. Changing his nappy is an Olympic event for me and trying to clean his face is a constant battle. He loves baths, songs, books, playing with the footy, climbing the clothes drying rack, watching the washing machine and his dad (his face just lights up when he sees him). He just seems like he understands so much more now too. Being his mum is a lot of fun and just a constant joy.

One great thing about moving was that I unpacked the house being mindful of what Augie can get into, so it’s pretty child proof. I can relax and make myself a cup of tea around the corner in the kitchen and not be too worried about what sort of mischief he is making.

Unfortunately our new house has a set of stairs, so I can’t relax completely, but they are easy to block off with stair gates this time and also carpeted. Augie can climb all the way to the top on his own (under careful supervision). I’d prefer not to have stairs at all, but it was just so hard to find a house in our budget without them as we are in a townhouse not a proper house. The whole layout of this new place is a thousand times easier to manage than our last house. We just love it here so far! Oh and I can see the ocean from my bed so I feel pretty lucky.

Feeding: The little guy is enjoying food more and more every day. He normally has a weetbix or oats for breakfast and then a sandwich, quinoa, avocado, spaghetti, lamb chops, chicken, veggies or whatever I can scrape together for lunch and dinner. Plus plenty of fruit (pears are his favourite). He also has 3 bottles a day (one before each sleep), but he often does not drink much. I offer him 180 mls, but he rarely drinks it all.

Sleeping routine: He is still mostly sleeping well. He’s had some trouble getting to sleep and needing lots of extra cuddles, which is no big sacrifice for me (except when I really want to a glass of wine). Normally at bedtime he arches his back and basically says, fuck off now Mum, I’m ready to go in the cot. So I have enjoyed my baby wanting extra snuggles. Once he gets to sleep, he’s still mostly sleeping through the night. So I can’t complain.

He still has 2 naps a day, the first at about 9.30 am and the second at about 1.30 pm and they both last between 1-2 hours. Then bed at 6.30 pm and he sleeps until about 7-7.30 am (if everything goes to plan).


– First intentional word and it was “Mum”. Yay!!! I think he’s also starting to say “Dad” and he’ll mimic words I say to him sometimes, but it’s normally a one-off and it’s more like making sounds than saying words!

– First night in his own room! After we moved house we had enough space for Augie to have his own room. He wasn’t bothered at all and didn’t notice the change, but AJ and I were a bit sad. On the first night we both went to bed and neither of us had mentioned we felt weird about it, then suddenly AJ says “do you want to go sleep in Augie’s room?” And we both slept on the floor in his room. We could only do that for one night though because we are way too old to sleep on the floor. Ouch!

– He gives proper kisses now. I say, give me a kiss and he sucks on your lips. It’s so cute (and wet).

Achievements: Moving house in less than a week with a baby and a home business on our own. Well actually, my dad took a sickie from work one day to come over and watch Augie so I could pack and him and my step Mum also came down on moving day to take Augie out of the chaos. It was a mammoth effort and not something I want to do again soon.

Things we have learned: Take snacks with you everywhere, it’s the best way to keep him occupied!

Appearance: A chubby blonde haired and blue eyed little cherub. He still only has his two bottom teeth and boy are they sharp little fuckers.

Mummy update: It was my first Mother’s Day earlier this month and we didn’t really do anything because we moved house the day before and that was where 100% of our focus was instead. I don’t care much about that sort of thing and it’s a mixed day for me thinking of the loss of my own Mum and how much I’d like to have her here with me, especially now I’m a Mum.

Something strange happened though, I was texting with my mothers group and the girls started talking about their plans for Mother’s Day. It seemed like they were being spoiled with some amazing plans by their husbands and families. The first thought that popped into my head was ‘well they breastfed their babies so they deserve to be spoiled’. What the hell?! I had no idea that I even thought that way. I had no idea that I thought less of myself as a mother because I wasn’t able to breastfeed. So that’s a strange one to process and I’m not sure how I feel about it now.

Fresh Start

We up and moved house last weekend! It happened really quick in the end. We got a new place (rental), put ours up for rent and moved within a week. It had to happen quickly because we couldn’t afford to pay a mortgage on our house and rent on the new place for very long. More than that, we just couldn’t live in chaos with a baby and a home business. So we started packing Wednesday and movers came at 8.00 am Saturday morning. Holy crap it was a tough week.

To be honest, the worst part was that Augie and AJ both had colds. Poor Augie was struggling to eat/drink/sleep because he was so congested. Plus AJ had 3 new clients that week for his business. Then I got the cold from Augie and AJ. It was one of those hellish weeks that you know you’ll remember for a long time.

But, it was all worth it because we love our new house! It’s big enough for a large kitchen table so we can eat dinner as a family. It has a bath, a yard, a laundry and a linen closet. All things I didn’t have before. It makes life with a baby so much easier! And as you can see below, Augie loves it!

We moved from the very busy (and hip) inner city suburb of Brunswick all the way to the coastal town of Torquay. Talk about a change of pace! We are only a 5 minute walk to the beach and so close to all the nice cafes and shops in town. I love it. So far it feels like being on holidays all the time.

If you know the area you might wonder how the hell I’m going to get to work. Well I’m sitting on the train as I type this… AJ works from home and I only work 2 days a week so it made sense to move away from the city. I’m just going to commute into the city on those days. My work has an office in Geelong (the closest regional centre) and I may be able to work one of my days out of there, which would be really easy. If it all gets too hard I will just quit my job and find something locally or stay home with Augie full time.

The hardest bit for me is that the days I work I probably won’t see Augie at all. Today is the first day that I’m doing the full commute. I couldn’t sleep last night because I felt so anxious about it. On Monday night when AJ was putting Augie to bed and I was still on the train, he showed him a photo of me and he smiled and said “mama!”. I’m just going to miss him so fucking much. God he is just such a ray on sunshine every day. I hate being away from him.

At least I know that I can leave my job if it gets too much. I’m lucky in that I don’t need to work (that sounds really annoying, we aren’t rich, we are just trying to live with less). I do want to keep working so that I don’t lose the career that I’ve built. Plus my job is pretty cool right now. It’s the first time ever that I could say that I like my job.

But, I think it’s all going to be worth it when I can take Augie to the beach every day.