Posts Tagged "sleep"

Dear Dad, Love Dominic (A letter for Father’s Day)

Posted by on Jun 17, 2012 in Funny, Parenting | 10 comments

Dear Dad, Love Dominic (A letter for Father’s Day)

Dear Dad, This is the 2nd Father’s Day you’ve had since I was born, and I’m not even a year old yet. Mum says that America and Australia have different Father’s Days, so there are two Father’s Days every year and only one Mother’s Day. Then she says “Figures” in the same tone she says “Of course he did” when you tell her that Zulu’s fetched another dirty diaper from the trash and ripped it apart on our front step. Just between you and me, I don’t understand why she feels hard done by. You made her a lovely card last month for Mothers Day with pictures of me on it...

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Sweet sleep and ice cream machines: What do you need to create?

Posted by on Jan 19, 2012 in Writing | 12 comments

Sweet sleep and ice cream machines: What do you need to create?

It’s almost 4:30 in the morning. I’ve been up since 3:15 when I first heard a little someone who sleeps right beside me in a mosquito-netted travel cot tossing his head from side to side and smacking his lips. Then I heard questing chirps and fingernails clawing at nylon (I’m pretty sure he lives in hope that if he just scrabbles around frantically enough he’s going to find a boob in bed with him one of these days, either that or he’ll manage to dig his way to one). After a couple of minutes of this I got up and gave him what he wanted. He went right back to sleep afterwards –...

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24 things that have surprised me about motherhood: I never thought I would…

Posted by on Jan 16, 2012 in Parenting | 16 comments

24 things that have surprised me about motherhood: I never thought I would…

Everyone says motherhood is full of surprises. They’re right. Here are 24 of mine. I never thought I would… 1. Leak milk at the sight of a puppy. 2. Wipe up baby spew with clothing that I am wearing. 3. Consider 6 a.m. on a Sunday almost a sleep-in. 4. Refer to my spouse as “daddy” more frequently than I call him by name. 5. Still have my child sleeping right beside my bed 5 months after his birth. 6. Still want my child to sleep right beside my bed 5 months after his birth. 7. Catch poo with my bare hands. 8.Find myself physically incapable of letting the baby cry for longer than 57...

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Tough Love Take Two

Posted by on Jan 9, 2012 in Parenting | 13 comments

Tough Love Take Two

Six weeks ago I tried to let Dominic “cry it out” for the first time. I was so tired that day that I decided to lie down next to him and see if he could calm down if I petted his belly instead of actually holding him. The experiment was not what exactly what you might call a success. It lasted a grand total of 4 minutes and netted me 29 more minutes of hysterical howling after I gave in and picked him up. I didn’t think I’d be trying controlled crying again anytime soon. That was last month. This is this month. Until this month Dominic had been a relatively easy baby. I mean, I...

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Tough Love Take 1

Posted by on Nov 28, 2011 in Parenting | 44 comments

Tough Love Take 1

I tried something new with Dominic on Friday – a little bit of tough love. Here is how that went: Dominic wakes up from his afternoon nap after only thirty minutes of sleep. I decide that he is still tired and that he needs to go back sleep. He doesn’t look like he stands a hope of doing that in his crib so I pick him up (can’t you already see how tough this love was?), bring him into the bedroom, lay him on the bed so that he can see me sitting at the desk, and tell him (nicely) to go back to sleep. Dominic starts to yirp (this particular sound most closely resembles the offspring of a...

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Supply equals demand: Our first argument as parents

Posted by on Aug 25, 2011 in Parenting | 19 comments

Supply equals demand: Our first argument as parents

I am typing this one handed while Dominic sleeps on my left shoulder. About every twenty seconds he pops his head up and makes angry-koala-bear noises. I suspect that this is because he has so far stubbornly refused to burp after spending most of the last hour guzzling milk. I don’t understand. He burps quite nicely for Mike (who has been primary burper and diaper-changer during the daytime for the last ten days). Then Mike goes into town for an hour and a quarter (and counting) and what do I get? No burps, but a big baby vomit into my hair (the hair that I washed just this morning) and two...

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It takes a village

Posted by on Aug 18, 2011 in Parenting | 13 comments

It takes a village

I wrote the following on Tuesday. It’s now Thursday. C’est la vie at the moment… This time last week I was still two hours and 15 minutes from giving birth. Last night as I was up between midnight and 2, and again from 5AM, I was somewhat comforted by the thought that as hard as the night was feeling, it wasn’t a patch on how difficult that night of labouring had been the previous week. Mike and I have been flooded with cyber love in the past week – receiving hundreds of notes and comments congratulating us and wishing us well as we embark upon parenthood. One of those emails said,...

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Ten things that have surprised me about pregnancy (#5-10)

Posted by on Apr 19, 2011 in Pregnancy | 13 comments

Ten things that have surprised me about pregnancy (#5-10)

Here is the second installment of the post I started yesterday – things that have surprised me about pregnancy. After I started writing these posts on Sunday, Mike and I talked about this topic over dinner. We agreed that, overall, I’d had a pretty good second trimester and been lucky enough to stay fairly healthy. “Huh,” I said, looking at the food on my plate as we were saying this, “I don’t feel so good all of a sudden. I don’t think I can eat that.” To cut a long and yucky story short, that was the start of a night when I broke my own personal record for the number of...

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The circle of your passion

Posted by on Sep 24, 2010 in Humanitarian work, Writing | 9 comments

The circle of your passion

It’s been a week. For me, it’s been a week of finishing the draft, enjoying a brief high, then falling (temporarily, let’s hope) into a big black woeful hole of not feeling like doing anything at all, and wondering how we can possibly have been in Laos three months already, and whether the rumours are true that we’re staying here for the next couple of years. On that front, it appears so, unless the powers that be mandate otherwise. I’ve had ample time to mull all of this over during a string of nights when sleep eludes me until late – midnight or 1am – and sometimes only...

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Early mornings

Posted by on Aug 6, 2009 in Lisa and Mike dialogues | 0 comments

Mike: “Do you like it when I pick on you before you’re completely awake?” Lisa: “It’s a bit cruel – like tormenting a poor defenseless little animal.” Mike: “Awww, and what kind of defenseless little animal would you like to be?” Lisa: “A lion cub.” Mike (laughing): “They are not defenseless!” Lisa: “Yes they are, when they’re little. They just have a lot of … potential.”

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