Dear Isla, You are six months and a bit. You are my Monkey, my Strumpet, My Favourite Baby. The first time I held you, I told you you’d been here before. And there’s an old soul shining out of your bright blue-grey-silver eyes. On a somewhat related note, I’m sorry for thinking that milk-blister made you look like a tiny version of Nanny McPhee for your first few days. I take it back. And I promise that wasn’t the reason…
Hi, my name is (still) Lorna. My kid is just over six months old, and I don’t know how the hell that happened. No, I don’t need a Biology lesson. I need a drink. I haven’t written anything longer than a Facebook update in well, six months. But yet, here I am. Today, I found myself in a bookshop, wiping a booger off Isla’s face and then smearing it on my jeans. Is that some sort of parent achievement unlocked?…
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The Hallowe'en Special
31st October 2014Hallowe’en and teething has arrived at our house. Isla is just over 4 months. For her current trick, she grabs both her cheeks a la The Scream. Makes me laugh and cry all at once. Neil/Daddy carved a penguin for the monkey/pumpkin. It looked like this: We like books and penguins. And Penguin Books. We carved because we love. And this is Isla: She was thoroughly impressed with her outfit. Honest.…
