The thing about milestones is that we work so hard to get from one to the next that sometimes that means it is only when we reach the one we’ve been keeping our sights on that we realise just how far we’ve left that previous one behind. And like it
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One night, four years ago, on your birthday, Mummy and Daddy sat with many first-time pre-school parents in the old Marymount Kindy located at Thomson Road. The principal then was Mrs Kew, a wonderful woman so full of life and love for the children under her watch. She was always
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I love your strong will and your meek nature, I love how you look at your things like they’re all that matter. I love the way you call for us, (and even the times when you demand instead of ask). I love how you play the Big Boss and the Little Lady,
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It goes: “5 little ducks went out one day / Over the hills and far away / Momma duck said, “Quack, quack, quack, quack!” / But only 4 of those ducks came back.” It goes on this way, decreasing in the number of ducks, and Matthew’s cheeky grin was replaced
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There we are in the dark and cold bedroom; it’s time for us to retreat to our private thoughts and personal space that will be very frequently invaded by random requests, burning questions that absolutely require answers right there and then, the occasional need to pee again, and for sure,
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“Screw independence!”, I thought to myself again, not for the first time since I became a mother. That’s not the first and foremost quality I absolutely need to instil in my kids. The one I’m after is, in my opinion, a lot simpler. I need them to feel secure. I
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Today is Mother’s Day; I am a mother of a three-and-a-half year old Matthew, and a one-and-a-half year old Emma. Today has been a day filled with all kinds of confusion as I continue to grapple with inner issues that have yet been reconciled, healed or properly understood. It would
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