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This post is from from my other blog here There were first days all over the place today, in my family as well! My cousin’s little man started kindy today. Here are some photos of him and his llittle brother.

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This post is from from my other blog here Well I’ve been offline for a few days now, I had some wisdom teeth out and that has knocked me around a bit - something which I honestly didn’t expect!
Mumspace private beta is going along swimmingly. We have a great group of private beta testers who have been picking up bugs and giving us some great feedback.
Not long now and we will be opening it up - can’t wait!
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This post is from from my other blog here Well photos in posts have arrived at mumspace at long last! Glad to say that our beta testing is going really well and mumspaces are starting to roll out quickly!
In the meantime, here is my little angel, Charley, and what a little angel she is!!
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This post is from from my other blog here I’ve just signed up to another great parents network, Minti. The network has heaps of features including searching for advice, rating advice, asking parenting questions, making friends with other members and I’m sure heaps more that I am yet to discover.
Another of the features that I trying to set up on there is the ability to have my mumspace (my blog) over there on my profile update by RSS feed, so that whenever I update my mumspace, by blog will also be updated there. The address for my Minti blog would then be madmadmummy.minti.com
It’s looking like a fantastic service ...
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This post is from from my other blog here I have done the worst thing. I told my friend that I would definately be at her daughter’s second birthday party.
And I wasn’t there. I mixed the days up. I RSVP’d yes, and I just didn’t turn up. I feel terrible.
I think it’s bad enought to RSVP at a party and not show up, but for a two-year-old’s, I really fell like a bit of a dog.
It was an honest-enough mistake - I had another invitation to another two-year-old’s party on the fridge, which was on a Sunday, and I thought that this one was on a Sunday ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Just a quick note before I hit the sack - gearing up for a 16-hour pub shift tomorrow, public holiday rates plus so busy that the tips will be through the roof - we have private beta testers testing out mumspace.net!
Hopefully our testers are really putting us through our paces making sure that everything works, and if all goes well, we will be launching early next week. Very very excitement!
Hope to see you all then!
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This post is from from my other blog here when your little girl gives you a great big cuddle that’s so full of warmth it makes you melt.
A little piece of mush from the often-sarcastic mad mad mummy.
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This post is from from my other blog here Straight up I tell a lie - it’s not hour, it’s hours. In my house, and in a couple of other houses I know of, feral hour falls between about 5 in the afternoon and 7 at night.
It is at this time when kids are starting to get tired and you are getting tired and you’re trying to make dinner and the kids are hungry and fighting and you’re waiting for whoever is taking the next shift (if you’re lucky enough to have another shiftworker) to finally get home.
Ah feral time. My best defense. Tune out. Put on ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Last night I was just starting to appreciate the silence eminating from Charley’s room, so I thought that I would go in and check on her to make sure she was actually sleeping and not just doing something incrediably naughty.
Ah she was sleeping. And had taken her nappy off. And had peed all over the bed. And this is not the first time the nappy removal has occured.
Now when I have related this story to other interested parties, I have been met with a response of “time to start toilet training!”. Which is all well and good, and I do ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Being a mother means that my life is so full - full of laughter, full of joy, full of fear and challenges and everything that makes life worth living. But there is one area of my life that is becoming empty. It is the space in the bottom of my closet.
My life lacks - shoes.
I have been slowly coming to realise this as for some reason over the past couple of weeks I have had occasion to wear something other than my old black thongs that I think I stole from my old housemate, who in turn stole them from ...
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This post is from from my other blog here It’s 37 degrees C outside, so I went to Big W, bought a plastic clam shell pool like thing for $16, somehow got it home and lugged it up the stairs, filled it with water, and I think that Charley will be in it for the rest of the afternoon.
It’s the simple things that really matter, isn’t it.
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This post is from from my other blog here It’s a fact. Kids cause pain.
Whether that be the monumentous pain of labour or the after-effects of a cesar or the number of times they break your heart when they become teens, motherhood equals pain. But lately for me the pain has been a little different.
Sometimes I feel as if my daughter beats me up.
She steps on me, whacks me in the face, closes doors on me, throws things at me, climbs all over me, digs her knees into me, scratches me and just lately has started to take great big bites out of me.
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