In the mid 90s I found a pair of denim culottes my mum wore in the 80s.
Tag - mom style
Not so long ago I would balk at the idea of paying a lot of money for jeans. I figured, most jeans are designed for those 5’4″ and above and I’d have to cut off a good chunk for them to fit me lengthwise, plus factor in the cost of a tailor (if I couldn’t be bothered hemming them myself), so I couldn’t see why it was worth spending good money on them.
OK so I will freely admit that I wear jeans A LOT. It’s basically my second skin, and I would probably wear them every freakin’ day if I could sew them onto myself.
And of course…
Happy (Australian) Father’s Day to all the wonderful dads, granddads, and father figures in kids’ lives.
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Whoa. Having a 2 year old hurricane and 5 month old screamer can really take the wind out of you. Today in particular I was on tenterhooks and needed a lot of comfort coffee and chocolate to get through the day. Sometimes I ask myself what I signed up for, especially when I’ve been up since 4am rocking the baby, I haven’t had a shower and look like death warmed up. I know it’s the socially acceptable thing to say “Motherhood is ahhhhhmazing, oh I couldn’t imagine not being a mother”‘; I want the drugs those people are on because quite honestly motherhood is bloody hard work and there are days when I want to be me again – me without kids. Although when my 2 year old says to me “So much I love you mummy” and the infant blows raspberries in joy at the sight of me, yes, motherhood is pretty friggin’ ahhhhhmazing.
What a gorgeous Sydney day it was today – you’d hardly think it was winter what with the number of people wearing shorts and flip flops. It’s a hint of the impending spring season and with it more colour, less heavy gear, and polish on the nails. You know, the important stuff. #firstworldproblems
I’ve had the most shocking sleep this week. Between a two year old waking up in the middle of the night looking for that particular toy (no other substitute will do) and a 5 month old who seems to think it’s party time at 3am, slumber has been fleeting at best. I am constantly reminded “the days are long but the years are short” and to enjoy their precious young lives but right now I just want to curl into a ball, hide under the doona and have the longest sleep I’ve ever had.
Hubster got me this Asos dress for my birthday! I may have given him a rather large hint (ie. I left it on the screen for him to see when he logged into the laptop). Can’t wait for spring to arrive so I can give it a spin. (Thanks Mimi G for convincing me the dress goes with a pixie cut!)