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One of my favourite things to do is imagine who my boys will grow up to be. Will they be bogans? Or hippies? Will they stay up late reading by torchlight like I did? Or will they ignore all books like their father? Will they be outdoorsy like him? Or
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I used to be reasonably big on New Years resolutions. And New Years Eve. But to be honest, with two kids - the passing of this year passed in a blink. The babies cared not that it was New Years Eve. One wouldn't go to sleep for hours
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Whether you have wee ones or not – Christmas can be a stressful time. Or a magical time. Or some kind of magical stressful time. I have had a number of emails in the lead up to Christmas from new mums who are stressed and tired and really nervous about taking
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My arms are full of babies as I write this. We are feeling sick, have been for a few weeks now, so we are all in our big bed together - the boys are dozing in and out of foggy pamol-supported sleep. It's ground-hog day really - we
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Today was kind of a wonderful day. We had our Ballet is for Everyone Christmas party. Lots of kids and parents and volunteers and friends came, and it was beautiful. Ballet is for Everyone is a wee thing a friend and I and Twitter started that provides free ballet classes
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If our household had a motto it would be: qui super omnia amatur somnus. Above all else, sleep. Our coat of arms would be two pillows crossed over an unmade bed. We are a home of two adults who have a deep and abiding passion and love for sleep, a
