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Baby mythbusting 101

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It occurred to me today that not only haven’t I written a post forever…but I also know a lot of people with new bubs. These two things are in no way related, just so you know.

And while I love oohing and aahing about everyone’s cute new little bubs, it does always make me catch my breath when I think about what these mum’s must be going through.

All the well-meaning advice, the old wives tales, the myths, the conflicting information can really be enough to send you off the deep end.

So I’m here to bust some common myths that drive me a little bit bonkers and put a lot of pressure on new mum’s that feel torn between what they want to do and what they’re told to do.

This doesn’t mean that I think the below is something all mum’s should do, but if you want to do it you need to know it’s okay and your child isn’t going to go through their teenage years still wanting to breastfeed and sleep in your bed….if they do you might want to seek help, urgently.

  • Cuddling your baby to sleep will not mean that they still want to cuddle you to sleep when they are teenagers, it would make for an awkward sleepover situation;
  • Breastfeeding your baby past the age of one will not make it impossible to wean them (see here), will not make them introverted…but it might kill off your boobs (I’m living proof and secretly can’t wait until menopause, as my mum reassures me that’s when my boobs will magically reappear – fingers crossed);
  • Breastfeeding your baby to sleep does not mean that they won’t be able to settle once you wean them. They will, they’re more versatile than you think.
  • Having your baby sleep with you (in a safe way of course, we used to put them in a baby sleeping bag on top of our blankets and only when they could easily lift up their head) will not mean that they will want to sleep in your bed forever. Both of ours are out, albeit the youngest pops in for early morning snuggles most mornings.
  • It’s okay to have a strict routine, but it needs to be flexible  too because life is unpredictable.  Your baby will cope with change if you lead the way. If you’re anxious about it then they will be too.
  • Day time naps aren’t for every child, my kids are living proof that a child can ditch the daytime nap at a young age (read 18 months…and yes I did cry long and hard about it) and still function academically and physically at a high level. Don’t sweat it.

The best advice I ever received was from a work colleague. When I rang her in tears that my eldest wasn’t ‘conforming” she said ditch the books and do “whatever works for you. If that means driving to the Sunshine Coast and back (this was clearly before petrol became gold) so he sleeps, then do it.”


Oopsiemumma xo

P.S. Here’s another post I wrote busting the “perfect parent myth”, it’s quite shocking.


Miss Princess and the case of the brown paper bag

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Miss Princess has been a little “challenging” of late. Or should I say a little more “challenging” than usual.

It seems that her usual temper tantrums and cranky moods have, well, cranked up a notch or seven. I thought that as she closed in on turning four things might settle down a little. I was oh so VERY wrong.

For the record we’ve no idea where this hot temper comes from, she can’t blame it on a horrid babyhood.

This child hung out in a sling until she was 14 months old, co-slept from birth until she slept through at two and a half and was breastfed to the age of three. Nothing to complain about there.

We’re blaming a genetic throwback…though I do suspect it’s more a genetic combination issue.

It’s cranky pants central at Oopsiemumma headquarters on Monday’s when big brother gets to go to school but she doesn’t. And all hell breaks loose after her Monday mid-morning gymnastics lesson because she doesn’t want to leave.

And Friday’s…well let me just say that every second Friday when kindy isn’t on, I start reaching for the wine bottle before 2pm. Totally acceptable to do that on a Friday I believe.

The meltdowns and tantrums reached fever pitch today, by the time I got home from school pick-up I was ready to run away from home.

So Mr Fix-It stepped in. I’m not sure whether it was to save my sanity or to save Miss Princess from me, but either way it worked.

He taught her to breathe.

Five deep breaths every time she got angry.

And it worked.

By the time bedtime rolled around she was deep breathing so much that I thought I’d need to get her a brown paper bag. I actually thought she was going to hyperventilate.

Let’s hope for some more deep breathing in the morning when she realises it’s the weekend and kindy still isn’t on!

Do you have a temper tantrum calming technique?

Oopsiemumma xo

Favourite Photo Friday – A sad day with happy memories




It was a bit of an emotionally mixed up day in our household today. Mr Fix-It’s Nanna passed away in England and suddenly everyone felt a very VERY long way away from one another.

His Nanna had been unwell for many years, and in all honesty her mind had left this earth quite some time ago, but the finality of her life being over was still a tough pill to swallow for everyone.

This photo is one I took at Point Cartwright, one of Nanna’s favourite places to visit whenever she was out here on one of her long and very enjoyable visits. This photo shows the Point at one of its wildest, following a storm. It’s pretty much how we’re all feeling at the moment.

If the weather plays nicely this is where we’ll be spending Sunday, as a family, remembering Nanna as she was – vibrant, loving and with a wicked sense of humour.

RIP Nanna Green.

Oopsiemumma xo

Delusion and reality – a school holiday tale

20130301oopsiemummasurfersparadiseBEFORE the school holidays started I was all excited and dreamy about the awesome eight weeks that the kidlets and I would spend together exploring the city, sniffing out new parks, frolicking in the sand on a beach escape, cooking up a Christmas storm and the craft, oh the craft we were going to do!

I think I may have come down with a touch of holiday delusion.

I was relishing the fact that I wouldn’t have to do four 25 minute drives a day, that the mum taxi would be “out of order”, that I didn’t have to panic each morning when I had no bread for school lunches and there would be no homework arguments for eight whole weeks.

What I completely forgot to remember is that I’d have two children under the age of eight, home with me 24/7 for EIGHT WHOLE WEEKS.

I LOVE my kids. I do. I do. I do. But that amount of time spent together is pushing the boundaries my friends.

Our holidays came with a dose of reality that went a little more like this:

  • Exploring the city was a quick trip to the museum, followed by a quicker trip to see Santa at the Myer centre and then getting the hell outta there;
  • We stumbled across a new park while on a short break at the Sunshine Coast.
  • We “frolicked” in the sand as we were blown by gale force winds, battling to hold our sunshelter down, burning to a crisp and dodging blue bottles;
  • The Christmas cooking was days of frantically throwing together food and yelling at the kids to get out of the kitchen because mummy is in a hurry;
  • and I’m pretty sure I broke out the paints for Miss Princess to play with only once. You all know I don’t do craft, I clearly got caught up in the pre-Christmas crafty spirit.

Don’t get me wrong, we have had some really fun times these holidays catching up with friends, seeing a few movies, lots of playing in the pool, plenty of cuddle time and some family beach escapes, but please someone direct me back to this post when I start getting all starry eyed in the lead up to the next school holidays.

The thing I’m looking forward to most about school going back next week? For five whole days a fortnight there will be no-one at home to barge in on me when I’m in the toilet (Miss Princess is off to kindy).

Did you survive the holidays? What’s your favourite thing about school going back?

Oopsiemumma xo

Top 10 memories from 2012 – haircuts, snowy adventures and missing dogs.


Do you remember this moment from 2012? I’m not sure I’ll ever forget it.

I can’t believe it’s New Year’s Eve 2012 already. Talk about a blink and you’ll miss it year.

Stretching my memory, which usually has issues with why I walked into a room, I’m going to magically recall the top 10 things that happened to our family this year:

1. Miss Princess got two unexpected haircuts. 

2. Mr Fix-It and I escaped the daily rut for two….did I mention TWO…blissful nights to celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary. There’s nothing quite as nice (oh okay, other than having two gorgeous kids), than sleeping through the night, waking up when your body tells you to not the get up with the birds three-year-old, eating when your hungry and eating at grown-up places.

3. Our family trip to Coffs Harbour. That place knows how to make families feel right at home.

4. Watching Master Sporty play soccer…I do actually love it.

5. A snowy trip with Bush Babe of Oz and her family. Such fun sliding slightly out of control down insanely steep snowy hills.

6. Two trips to Bush Babe’s cattle farm. Always lots of wine, chit-chat and fun to be had out there.

7. We spent more time camping, exploring new parts of our city and catching up with friends. Note to self: do more of this in 2013 it was fun.

8. Our gorgeous doggy Jukebox turned 10 and then gave us a health scare two days before Christmas. Luckily he’s all good, just expensive on the vet bill side of things this year.

9. One niece turned 1, another turned 18 (the one who was our flower girl and now makes me feel extremely old) and a newbie niece was born.

10. Coldplay came to our city…we had tickets. Say no more!

What  are you favourite memories from 2012?

Oopsiemumma xo

Am I too old for this?

Today I’m feeling every single bit of my 36 years on this planet.

I had no alcohol last night but look and feel like I have a MEGA hangover.

I got only slightly less sleep than usual but my eyes look like they’re hanging out of my head.

And I can feel everrrrry single muscle in my body.

Today I feel like I did this last night:

  • 5,000 lunges
  • 10,000 crunches
  • lifted 50kg weights over my head
  • drank three bottles of vodka
  • and didn’t sleep for a week.

What I did do last night is this:

  • Arrive at a concert 5 hours before the main band started.
  • Line up for two hours and screamed intermittently for no apparent reason.
  • Rush into a stadium, run down a dodgy set of stairs and find a great spot in the mosh pit….then stand there for three hours watching the crew set up, support acts and finally the main band came on.
  • Hold on to an urgent need to wee for 7 hours because moving out of our spot was out of the question.
  • Eat one iceblock so I didn’t pass out like the unfortunate girl in front of us (20 mins before Coldplay started…doh)
  • Danced almost non-stop for two hours, jumping up and down, wildly waving my arms in the air and screaming my lungs out.

I think I might be getting to old for this?!

But if I wasn’t in the mosh pit could I have gotten a photo this close?

Do you join the mosh pit crew or prefer to sit in comfort at a concert?

Oopsiemumma xo

The chaos that reigns at our house right now

A calm photo to keep me calm when I’m feeling a little out of control.

My name is Oopsiemumma and it has been 13 days since I last blogged….WHAT??!!

I think I just lost two weeks of my life and didn’t even realise it. Clearly the chaos that is Term 4 here in Australia has well and truly hit our household.

Master Sporty has less than three weeks left of school. Part of me is thrilled beyond belief that my twice daily commute across the city is coming to a close but the other part is having a breakdown of mammoth proportions that I’M NOT READY FOR SCHOOL HOLIDAYS YET!!

I have an advent calendar to make….I don’t know what I was thinking either.

I have Christmas Day and Boxing Day lunch to sort out…because naturally I’m such an awesome cook that I’m hosting both…LOL *insert shiver of horror*.

I have a massive box of school books and stationary about to land at my house any day now, and I have Miss Princess’s kindy stuff for next year to get on top of.

Of course, I recently gave away all of her cot sheets and what’s on the kindy list for next year? Yes, cot sheets. Grrr.

I have boxes and boxes of water bottles about to land at my front door too, that I then need to sort and pack for a school fundraiser.

I’m back at soccer trials with Master Sporty after he missed out on a place in his own Academy team. So just when I thought my soccer field days were slowing down, back we go to more nights spent swatting mozzies and hoping for the best.

I have an AGM report to write by tomorrow for the school’s Auxiliary team.

I have a list full of friends to catch up with before Christmas, why oh why do we always leave our friend catch-ups until the last-minute!!

I have a spare room full of  “stuff” that I’ve decided to start selling on Gumtree and Ebay, because I’m not busy enough.

And now I’m dealing with ridiculous people who want to buy my stuff but don’t want to pay the price…”and can you please deliver it to my house…on the other side of the city.” NO I CAN’T!!

And the icing on the cake?

Tomorrow I get to spend the entire day with 23 Year 3 students wandering around the city looking at Heritage buildings, catching trains, buses and ferries and trying my hardest not to lose any of them.

The teacher wants us to meet first thing in the morning to go over a risk assessment for the day.

So here’s my risk assessment:

  • The likelihood of me losing a child – HIGH
  • The likelihood of me losing my patience – HIGH
  • The likelihood of me getting lost myself – HIGH.

If you don’t hear from me again for another 13 days please send a rescue party to dig me out of this Term 4 chaos.

Oopsiemumma xo

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