Dressing up


Thursday, 15 May 2014: One Year and Forty Five Days Old.

Ayla’s getting to the age now where she loves dressing up.

It’s not uncommon for me to find her in our bedroom with a pair of my underpants on her head (charming) or in her own room pulling out the duty laundry and trying to re-wear her outfits.

Ayla’s also taken a recent interest in my shoes, particularly now that I’m back at work and my poor old thongs have been relegated to weekends.

This morning however I gave Ayla her first piece of costume jewellery to play with and without a moment thought Ayla began adorning her neck with a long strand of plastic pearls.

What was cutest of all was that Ayla seemed to know they were pretty because she almost blushed when she put them on.

Complete with a one-shoulder shrug, half a smile and a tilt of the head Ayla was the epitome of a little girl pretending to be a princess.




Monday, 12 May 2014: One Year and Six Weeks Old

It occurred to me today that children of Ayla’s generation are growing up with a new legendary, fantastical role model to believe in; Siri.

Like Santa Claus; bringer of Christmas presents, the Easter Bunny; bringer of chocolate, and the Tooth Fairy; bringer of cold hard cash, Siri is the bringer of answers.

Ayla worked out how to “use” the telephone weeks ago and has near perfected the art of holding it to her ear (albeit around the wrong way), but in just the last few days Ayla has discovered Siri.

At any chance she gets Ayla starts pushing the big round button on the front of mine or Hubby’s iPhones.

At first it started with Ayla just enjoying Siri’s pretty little beep followed by a few robotic questions, but today I caught Ayla trying to talk back!

I remember not too long ago when we had to use our laptops to access the internet and we thought that was convenient… But now everything is literally at our finger tips.

The world is definitely very different to what it was when I was a kid, and although I’m nervous about what it will mean for Ayla I’m excited to see what it brings.


Ten hours!


Tuesday, 15 April 2014: One Year and Two Weeks Old.

I don’t want to jinx myself buuutttt Ayla slept ten hours straight last night!

The only thing I can attribute it to is the bottle of diluted cows milk she had at bed time and the zzzz’s were like music to my aching tonsilitis ears.

Mind you, that doesn’t meant I slept for 10 hours even though I did go to bed at 8pm when Ayla did.

No, instead I was up half the night nursing fever, chills, pain and killer night sweats.

But still, is it a new leaf?! Have we found an answer for a full night’s sleep? Gosh I hope so.

Even better than Ayla’s overnight sleep was her three hour nap today, which I took FULL advantage of by spending it sound asleep on the couch.

I had the day off work and wasn’t sure what to do with Ayla, whether to get up early and take her to day care like usual, or let her (and me!) sleep until we were ready the take the day as it comes.

I chose the latter.

It meant we didn’t get up til after 8am, and at 10.30am, Ayla was back snoozing in her cot!

When she woke at 1.30pm I opted to take her to day care so I could continue my wallowing in peace, but alas I felt so guilty for dropping her off while I was at home the sleep I drifted into was fitful.

Never mind. Another early night, 10 hours of uninterrupted sleep and a good coffee in the morning and I should be right! (Touch wood).