A u s t r a l i a D a y 2 0 1 3 I wake to the sounds of the baby crying, a strange twisted warble that pulls me from my sleep. I...

Dear Curly Mop I can recall the exact moment that your fate was sealed. You weren’t even born yet. It was the day of my 19 week sca...

I am hereby changing my youngest daughter’s moniker from Baldy Baby to Franken-baby. And if they ever make a movie about zombie bab...

8am It’s the first day of day care for 2013. I try not to whistle as I sign The Curly Mop into her day care room. Baldy Baby is chewing on...

It was a duel. A singing battle being fought by The Bombshell (5 and a half years) and Miss Curly Mop (almost three). The turf: the fami...

Late December, 2012 Dear Planet Earth I felt I needed to offer you my sincere apologies. I am posting this letter in the vi...