By Sarah Bessey It is Christmas Eve and it’s time to let go. My tinies are four and two this Christmas. I’m also 6 months pregnant. And three weeks ago, the flu took up (what feels like permanent) residence in our house. Illness slowly marched through the house, taking us out one by one by…
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An evil toy leads to an evil plot
By Sarah Bessey This is the worst toy in the world. This is The Cat Piano or Kitty Keyboard, depending on which toy retailer you use. Here’s the preface: I hate toys with batteries, toys that make noise. I have very little tolerance for toys that make noise because my children themselves ARE SO INCREDIBLY…
Things that you should NOT say to a pregnant woman
By Sarah Bessey I am currently expecting my third child. While I was pregnant with my second, I jotted down this list. When I began to dig out my maternity clothes for a third round, I found this list tucked in there and had a laugh. Then a cry. Then a crazy sort of laugh-cry…
Why I don’t (read: can’t) have an iPhone
By Sarah Bessey There are a lot of people that think I’m absolutely bonkers because I have a blog. They think I’m one of those crazy Internet people, a constantly connected technology person. From my perspective, I’m a fairly reasonable (most of the time) person that monitors their use and time of technology judiciously. I…
Let’s talk (good) books for the under-5 set
By Sarah Bessey Last night, when I did my final rounds to check on the tinies before going to bed, I discovered that my four year old daughter was sleeping with her books. Literally. There were two under her pillow, three in the bed and her entire Beatrix Potter collection was displayed throughout the room…
This is all it takes to be a hero evidently
By Sarah We won’t be taking a holiday this summer. But one Saturday, my husband, Brian, decided to take the tinies camping anyway. In our backyard. He dug out our camping gear which includes a camping stove we bought on clearance at the outlets, sleeping bags, provisions and the tent we borrowed-but-never-gave-back from his parents….
Calm your heart
By Sarah For some reason, when my tinies are all wound up, I press my hand to their chest and quietly say “Calm your heart.” I don’t know why I do it. I’ve never heard or seen anyone else do it. I don’t remember when it started. But whenever Anne (4) or Joseph (2) seem…
In which cleaning and scrubbing can wait
By Sarah On that afternoon, I was going to be productive. You know those days….eight times more on your “to-do” list than you could possibly accomplish even if you didn’t have two tinies, one of whom is potty training and the other, just 11 days old. But, full of good intentions and a little self-delusion,…
In which these are the words I want for our life
guest post by Sarah Bessey (Emerging Mummy) I’m looking out of the window above my kitchen sink but all I see is my own tired reflection and a warm room behind me. The house is a disaster after a day of three meals, a sick preschooler, a busy toddler and baking. When I take a…