Wicked Wednesdays #3

He could never reach the door handles of this kitchen cupboard then one day. ..
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Time to invest in a child proof lock me thinks!

Wicked Wednesdays #2

You may love these bright swirly hippie trousers Mummy but I don’t! I don’t care if they are lightweight and protect my legs from the sun! Just get them off me then I can scream as you slather suncream on me instead!
Why is it some times so hard to get little ones dressed without screams and tears?!

The Prince Of Tod-Lair (a parody)

Last week was not too great because we had a teething, cold filled, snotty toddler on our hands who couldn’t sleep however much he tried. We were all frazzled and sleep deprived and are just about emerging from the haze and recovering this bank holiday weekend. I have to say that the long cuddles on the sofa were particularly enjoyable, even if we had to watch Peppa Pig, The Wiggles and Sarah and Duck over and over!

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Exploring Margaret River With A Baby

The Margaret River region is a 3 hour drive south of Perth though possibly a bit longer if you have to factor in stops for baby. Many Western Australians venture here for their holidays, especially during the summer months because it tends to be a tad cooler than up north.

It was easy to see why the region is so popular being full of family friendly beaches, waves to surf, limestone caves to explore and a fantastic gourmet scene to gorge on (think wine, cheese, ice cream and chocolate galore!). Whatsmore, this is all available in a relatively compact area; the drive from Busselton -in the north of the region – to Augusta – in the south- took us just over an hour. This meant we were able to fit in lots of activities, as we could plan any driving around babies naps and therefore avoid meltdowns.

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Journey Down South

The night before we left for Margaret River there were some strange goings on outside our apartment. We heard whisperings and what sounded like the clanging of metal and the scraping of dirt.  When Oshi started stirring, I became ruffled – how dare these people wake up my sleeping baby just before our holiday?!

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Stingray Encounters

We woke up at 5.30 am on the first day of our camping holiday in Margaret River.  Black out blinds in the tent were not an option so we couldn’t trick Oshi into sleeping longer.  He started grumbling and wiggling at first light, patting the sides of his pop up cot to be let out.  After a little snooze session, Dan reached in and hauled him out for a cuddle but it wasn’t long before Osh began whimpering for food.  I hastily threw on some clothes,  as Dan tried to entertain bub but his hunger cries grew louder and louder.  Continue reading

Is the coast clear?!

At the weekend we visited Cottesloe beach, which is famous for surfing, swimming, snorkeling and amazing sunsets. The beach was packed – people were basking in the blazing sun and playing in the crashing waves.  The water looked extremely inviting in the 30 degree heat until Dan kindly pointed out that the helicopter hovering above us was probably on shark patrol.  We strolled, or rather ‘hauled’ all of our stuff along , to a quieter area of the beach so we could set up camp.

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Ditching The Dummy

Dummies seem to be a controversial subject in baby world and people can be rather judgemental about their use. I have been on the receiving end of such criticism and, for along time, it felt as though I had to justify why my baby had a dummy. It was this attitude as well as Dan’s aversion to dummies (worries about attachment issues) that made us reluctant to give one to Osh.
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