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Dear Max Up until about two weeks ago, I was feeling more than a little out of control with the parenting thing. I mean, I know there are rough and challenging patches, but I felt out of control,...
Dear Max Look at these pictures carefully… what can you see in all of them, aside from cute you as a toddler? The answer is the Sleep Sense taglet, aka your “dudu”. I gave you your first hit of...
Dear Max It was Mother’s Day on Sunday and you (thanks to your dad) gave me awesome HK pyjamas that were wrapped in HK wrapping paper. It was perfection! I also got the most beautiful card of your...
Dear Max So after my last post I received lots of virtual hugs, and interestingly, some comments from moms who have gone through or are going through similar things with their moms. I don’t write...
Dear Max The last week and a bit has been a bit kak in some ways, and hard to write about or think about much. Your granny had a fall a week and a half ago, which is “normal” for her stage of brain...
Dear Max For the past few weeks, we’ve been bathing in the evenings together. It’s not something I planned, and I think at the time it was a way to get you into the bath in the first place. And it...
Dear Max One of the best parts of my day is taking you to school (on the days you aren’t moaning about going there, that is). We have great conversations on the way to school, and usually you’re...
Dear Max I was reading through old blog posts and found one that I published last year on April 20, about a few of our favourite things. It was such fun to read back, and see what you liked then,...
Dear Max The last week and a half or so have been filled with you being sick, and me being thrown as a result. I experienced your first fever, your refusal to take meds by mouth (not even buckling...
His and hers Dear Max The stiffness has almost subsided, and I’m ready to hit the road running again. Last week I ran my 11th Two Oceans Marathon, and it went superbly. I had fun, I felt good, and...
So much excitement at the race expo that you insisted on wearing your number Dear Max We had another adventure in Cape Town last week where we went for Two Oceans. I won’t lie and speak of blissful...
Dear Max This isn’t a post about what’s better – working fulltime in an office, or working flexibly from home. Rather, this is a post about how things are challenging for us right now, as I suspect...
Dear Max On Saturday we went to Thaba ya Batswana again to play with the lion cubs, and on the way to fetch our friends Lee and Aaron, I told you that Lee had broken her foot and couldn’t drive. To...
Dear Max The biggest news right now is that you have a friend. A friend who we now have playdates with, who you cry for when you leave, and who gets you. It warms me a lot. You’re pretty...
Dear Max A few weeks ago you snatched liberated me from my pink Sony Coolpix camera, the one that even though I haven’t used in a while, still sits in my Hello Kitty camera case, and which I love a...
Dear Max We are home from Mauritius, our second trip in the last few months, thanks to luck, which pulled Saul’s “winning” form that he filled out at a travel expo. Up until a few days ago, I...
Dear Max Last week Sisi (our domestic worker Mavis) told me that she wanted to “adopt” her husband’s nephew, a 10-month-old baby who is barely eating, let alone being stimulated and vaccinated, and...
Dear Max I’m learning more and more that you tend to do things in your own time. You’re not a follower, nor are you bothered what others are doing that you’re not doing. Each time I worry that...
Dear Max The picture above shows you in the lion den. Sort of. Actually, you were in a little lion reserve in Thaba Ya Batswana in the south of Joburg, where there’s an educational centre and a...
Dear Max I generally keep my sadness, frustration and complaints at bay, and this platform isn’t really about sharing the less-than-stellar emotions I have. But sometimes I need to vent, show you...
Dear Max Many people compile a bucket list – a list of things to do before they die. Some compile specific ones – for example a bucket list for before they hit 40, or before they get married. I...
Dear Max The past week has been a tragic one in South Africa. We’ve heard staggering rape statistics, and unbearable stories of rape, mutilation and murder. It has got us shocked, scared, calling...
Dear Max I was so excited a few months ago when we managed to get Golden Circle tickets for Red Hot Chili Peppers. “Awesome”, I thought. “Golden Circle!”. But last week before the concert I started...
Dear Max Can I tell how fricking happy I am right now? Well, you don’t have much choice since I am blogging about it now. Your first two weeks at your new school have been superb and I am proud,...
Dear Max In case you’re ever wondering why I chose to blog here and put our lives out there, here’s my explanation: - Writing here is fun – having written mostly according to style guides and...
Dear Max Your latest expression is “Nooo problem” and I haven’t the foggiest idea where you picked it up from. It certainly wasn’t me. I’m usually on about how things are problems. But anyway, it’s...
The new Ford Atlas Concept (kind of like a beeeg bakkie) Dear Max So I’m back home after a brilliant trip whose travel time almost exceeded the time I was actually there. Okay, I exaggerate, but I...
Dear Max This post finds me drinking a Diet Dr Pepper and at in Detroit for the North American International Auto Show with Ford, where I’m with around 150 other bloggers from 10 countries. Detroit...
Dear Max Today is the start of another wonderful instalment in your life. You’re heading off to a new school where wonderful faces and activities will beckon you into – hopefully – a good few years...
Dear Max It was the best of times, and it was, well, the best of times. And just when I thought Jewish weddings were mostly much of a muchness, along came your uncle Kevin and (new aunt) Casey’s,...
~ Mom of 2 & Wife of 1 ~
A New York City girl with a foreign husband, a Brooklyn-born pit bull, and a new baby.....
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