Category Archives: whanau

Mastitis and the Trinity

Being a woman equals being in community. The same might feel true for men (I hope it does), but I can’t write that blog post, being in possession, as I am, of two X chromosomes. One of the virtues of the mind-bending, paradoxical, beautiful, tricksy Christian doctrine of the Trinity (God is Three and One […]

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Making Parenting Easier (10)

Making Parenting Easier #3: Get Some Sleep

My toddler has been deeply asleep for two hours, and looks like he won’t need anything more than a lying-down, half-asleep feed between now and morning. So why am I writing a blog post instead of catching up on the sleep I missed last night when he was up every hour? Because, like many parents, […]

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Making Parenting Easier #2: Meet Your Neighbours

Sesame Street is a great source of wisdom and inspiration, don’t you agree? Like this song, a regular when I was in the target demographic: So who are the people in your neighbourhood In your neighbourhood, in your neighbourhood? So who are the people in your neighbourhood? They’re the people that you meet When you’re […]

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Single #4: Honorary Aunts and Uncles

In Steve Biddulph‘s new book, Raising Girls, he apparently calls for an army of aunts to take their place in helping parents to raise resilient young women in a difficult era. The Guardian reports: It is a view about to be revived by bestselling author and psychologist Steve Biddulph, who is calling for an “aunties […]

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How to Have an Opinion

I’ve learnt an awful lot, in the way of facts and vocabulary, since I entered the world of parenthood. Who knew a pregnant woman’s blood volume increases by around 40 per cent? Heavens! Among the contraptions I didn’t know existed are breastfeeding pillows (highly recommended) and bowls that suction to the table-top (ditto – though […]

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December Babies (SBJ, Jesus and Me)

This time a year ago I was celebrating my birthday by cuddling my baby – with my arms instead of my uterus – having just met him on the outside for the first time. SBJ was born thirty-four years-minus-four-hours after me, and conveniently arrived at 11.10pm, just squeaking in to get his own birthday. Not […]

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