Our Happy Little Vegemites

The last few weeks have been kind of crazy and I've been trying to figure out a way to blog about it without coming off as all like "ohhh, pity me!!!" Because that's not at all the way I want to write about it, but it's just been so weird that I have to write about it, you know?  So anyway, as I have been thinking about the events of the last three weeks-ish and the way it keeps popping up in my head is like one of those cheesy American tv shows (sorry America, but they really are cheesy), like 'I Shouldn't Be Alive!', or 'I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant!' (no, I am NOT pregnant), or even the weird 'Monsters Inside Me!' So as you read this I want you to hear it in that same kind of narrative voice-over that those crazy television shows have. Somewhat dramatic, and in the end always rather anti-climactic. Okay? Okay. Good. Let's get to it then.  Title screen... UNSOLVED MEDICAL MYSTERIES! What medical science co...

When you have a baby, you hear from what seems like every single person on the planet who has ever spawned their own mini-me person, about how quickly time passes. Every well meaning old lady on the train or at the local coffee shops, goes goo-go and gaga over your adorable little bundle of noise and poop and tells you to enjoy every sleep deprived minute because before you know it, it'll be over. And invariably you smile and nod and go home thinking how crazy those people are. That you are so busy and so tired and the days at home with little humans feel just. so. long. It takes forever to do anything with a child, how on earth could time go so fast that if you blink you'll miss it?  Then all of a sudden, you've blinked and they are starting school. And you start to think maybe there is some truth to all those well meaning words of wisdom. But life is still exhausting, still busy and still full of washing and making dinner and school lunches and excursions and all...