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Head-wrecking verbal developments
Amelie’s speech has started racing along. She now has new words every day and will often take a stab at repeating things that are said to her. The only exception to this is “Grandad”, to whom she...
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My week in words and pictures and stuff
SUNDAY We picked up Brendan at the airport first thing in the morning. It was pissing rain, so Amelie, ever contrary, refused to wear a cardigan and instead donned a pair of bespeckled sunglasses. She...
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Life lately
Who’d like a mishy mashy post consisting of bits of stuff and things and randomness? Because that’s what you’re getting. Here, I’ll put headings on the paragraphs so you know which ones to skip. You’re...
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Stuff and ramblings
Last week, the car had to go into the garage to get new brakes so we were without it for an entire day. I know, horrifying. We live deep in suburbia, at the bottom of a steep hill: this was no joke. I...
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Lately, in pictures
We’ve had a sick little Badger for a few days. On Saturday she was lethargic and snotty but seemed better the next day at her Granny’s, however on Monday she relapsed. I had taken her to a new (to me...
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20 weeks
Uterus is half full. Or half empty, depending on my level of hormone rage. We’re 50% charged. Mid-way through. Time feels like it’s creeping along and yet there it is, all piled up behind me in the...
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Old Mac Farmer had a toilet
It’s basically enshrined in Irish law that if the sun comes out at the weekend, you have to make the most of it. So when we woke up this morning and saw a blue sky we knew we’d be obliged to do...
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Don’t bring hummus to the beach
Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got WEATHER. You heard it here first. The sun is out and it’s time for this pregnant lady to start sweating into her clown pants. I don’t care if they look like pyjamas, I’m...
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Stalker
We went to the “big” playground last week. The one with the good slide. Amelie ran into the place, gung-ho, and then stopped suddenly and instructed me to find her a best friend. That’s right, not just...
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School’s out forever
So it’s over. We’re done, we’re out, goodbye. No more panicked lunchbox packing and hair braiding and porridge shovelling and where the hell are your shoes for……… two days. Two days – WHAT?! Yeah, I...
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