Saturday 24 May 2014

May is a time of reminiscence for me, again. Two years ago, I was in the final days of preparing my PhD thesis. Last year, I was in the thick of first trimester pregnancy symptoms, wanting to sleep 16 hours a day and eat about half a meal total. I have been reminded of it pretty strongly the last few days. On Thursday I needed to nap from 4 until 6 in the afternoon. It’s another hot May, even more so than last year. Two years ago, the leaves had well and truly turned in my street by this time, … Continue reading Saturday 24 May 2014

Sunday spam: muesli bars and gummy snakes

Muesli bars and gummy snakes are what I ate at about 7am before my recent 9am childbirth… thus thematically appropriate for this small collection of links, some of which I’ve had sitting around for a while. Using WOC in the Natural Childbirth Debate: A How-To Guide. If you are a progressive in the Natural Childbirth Movement (or any other, for that matter), use Africa City women to promote the idea that “natural is better.” Talk about women who toil in the fields, squat down to give birth and return to picking rice. Or peanuts. Or anything else that can be … Continue reading Sunday spam: muesli bars and gummy snakes

Tuesday 14 January 2014

I spent the first week of the year, of course, being pregnant and grouchy. Not coincidentally, V spent it being grouchy and clingy. We did have (at least) one lovely moment. On the Tuesday before V himself was born, Andrew and I drove over to Mona Vale and I floated in the ocean bath feeling huge and happy and still. Admittedly, this narrative is somewhat edited in memory, Andrew reminded me a few weeks ago that while I did indeed do that I also went out in unpatrolled wild surf the same day, although not past the breakers, remembering that … Continue reading Tuesday 14 January 2014


Quick announcement: after a long wait and a short labour, my daughter was born at Westmead Hospital at 9am this morning. We are well and home already. If you are the visiting-us type, we’d welcome visits, probably more from Sunday on than on Friday and Saturday. Emailing or texting Andrew (in preference to me) would be the best way to arrange such things. We haven’t named her yet. Photos and more details will follow, primarily at our parenting blog.

Wednesday 1 January 2014

Reading reflections and resolutions posts is odd when I’m still pregnant. It probably would be even if the baby had been born. I don’t really have to make 2014 happen, or feel that I do. 2014 will largely happen to me. It is now customary for most of the things I read on the New Year to be along the lines of 2013, don’t let the door hit you on the butt on the way out (or, do let it). Every year is bad and sad out there. For me personally, 2013… wasn’t 2012. The scars 2012 left are still … Continue reading Wednesday 1 January 2014

Thursday 26 December 2013

I’m still pregnant, now past the due date, which is actually more of a reasonable guess at the median than some kind of expiry date. Having had V forcibly evicted (at eleven days overdue, which would be New Years Day for this one) I am quite biased against doing it again, and there are no plans. Julia and Barry took V to my parents’ place on Monday and he’s staying until Saturday. Thus, for the first time in our lives, and probably the last for at least another 15 years or so, Andrew and I spent Christmas alone together. I … Continue reading Thursday 26 December 2013

Sunday 1 December 2013

Notes to self! While it’s unlikely that I will be pregnant again, and there are very good reasons why I decided to keep working until nearly 38 weeks this time (I’m finishing Thursday), next time I am stopping work no later than 36 and ideally earlier. My goodness, I am done. I am so tired. Likewise while the last few weekends have been filled with universally delightful social engagements, of which more later I’m sure, I am also glad that the next few weekends are filled with sitting on couches. Actually, my last pregnancy went to nearly 42 weeks (and … Continue reading Sunday 1 December 2013


I see from our calendar that August was the month of voluntary sleeplessness for Andrew, that is, an English Ashes tour was going on. They’ve moved the schedule around so that this summer there’s another one in Australia, started already. Not amazing news for Australia’s cricket standing. I wanted to watch the women’s cricket but that would require that it was televised (no), or that I was willing to hold a tablet in front of my face for hours watching the streaming (also no). In July we were having a pretty typical (although minor for us) winter mood slump, and … Continue reading August

Sunday 17 November 2013

I bet you thought you’d never see me write about the present day again! But if I get too far behind, I will have absolutely no documented memories of this pregnancy whatsoever. From last time, I have a bunch of notes — mostly private — that reassure me that while I felt like an immobile mountain at 35 weeks last time too, it didn’t continue unabated for the next nearly seven weeks. We had the October of Doom in Sydney weather-wise. I think it got above 30°C more than seven times? A very special treat for my sister and her … Continue reading Sunday 17 November 2013

Sunday Spam: bagels, lox and smoked salmon

In belated honour of my breakfast in New York, Sunday July 8. Baby Loss and the Pain Olympics Warning for baby loss discussion. I really have to question why seeing someone else processing their emotions is her pet peeve. Do I believe a miscarriage and neonatal death is the same thing — of course not. If they were the same thing, they would share the same term. But just because I see them as apples and oranges doesn’t mean that I don’t also see them as fruit. They are both loss. The deadly scandal in the building trade Readers would … Continue reading Sunday Spam: bagels, lox and smoked salmon