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Hello: Honey You Baked!

We are trhilled to have Mel from Honey You Baked! guest blog for the sorella-hood today! {side note: isn’t that THE cutest blog name going around?} Honey, You Baked! ~ are Danni & Mel, two Friends and Mamas who used to work together in Sydney and now blog together – states apart. Two Mamas, Makin’ & Bakin’ in Sydney & Tassie. Mel lives in Hobart on a hectare of rural land where she is raising two kids and a husband (Miss E, Master O and A1). She is a Social Media Whiz, has a great love of Tasmanian Cheese & Wine and does everything at the last minute (I think Mel might be my soul-sister, she sounds an awful lot like me – minus the social media…

The case of the mysteriously appearing Nappies

Regulars to the sorella-hood will know that I recently moved house (- and survived, although this mid-move pic may lead you to believe otherwise): Moving house provides the opportunity for discovery: That earring you lost 2 years ago The spare car key (you blamed your husband for losing) in the pocket of the shorts you wore all summer The receipts you desperately needed for last years tax return And then there are the discoveries of other things. Things that you had no idea were residing in your house in the first place. Here’s an example: Three quarters of a pack of boys nappies There’s nothing extraordinary about these nappies. They are just your regular run of the mill disposable nappies. The extraordinary part is that I don’t know…

dogy do-do or dogy don’t?

I am an animal lover. Usually when people say that out loud, others automatically assume they are NOT animal lovers and are trying to convince you otherwise. I must admit though I was frightened of dogs as a child.  Might have something to do with holding a tyre hubcap full of dog food and my grandfather letting two greyhounds off the leash, expecting me to put the food down.  Of course, in seeing them galloping towards me the food went in the air I screamed and ran away.  Not traumatized by this at all. Anyway, I digress.  I am an animal lover.  On a recent attempt to get fit I began back at my local gym.  Just a little free trial because if my 3-year-old…

boys will be boys and girls may giggle

Today I share with the sorella-hood a simple observation as a mum in the school yard on a Thursday morning.  My daughter has started Prep and today I was able to take my time dropping her to the classroom. We took a leisurely stroll through the playground.  As the “BIG” boys ran past she cowered in to me clenching my hand tight.  I am a highschool teacher so to me these boys are babies, but to my little preppy I could understand how to her the stomping of their school shoes on the concrete as they zoomed past us, would be quite frightening. We stood in silence on the edge of the oval and watched the children play.  What I observed was THAT obvious that…

To dummy or not to dummy? When do WE say good-bye to the comforter?!

Early when I was in the ‘newborn haze’ I posted on Facebook “to dummy or not to dummy?”, to get advice from friends about whether I should give my baby one.  The response was mixed.  I decided to give him one. Would I give him a dummy again? Yes. My daughter didn’t have one (which is why I went searching for opinion), but the dummy was the only thing that gave me a break from breastfeeding my very thirsty son and allowing my body the time it needed to produce more milk.  It was a lifesaver in the car and he was a great sleeper with our strict rule that dummy was only for sleep time, so in the cot and in the car etc.  …

How classy are you?

Following on from Jess’ post and her top tips for traveling with your bub, it made me realize perhaps this is a bigger topic we could explore.  Plane travel really is tough with kids – whether it be domestic or long haul! A friend visited Australia over the Summer with her hubbie and 2.5 kids from London. They decided that after a hot Christmas, some overdone kids (and likely overdone mum & dad) that they would fork out the extra dollars to get an upgrade to business class for the first leg of the trip.  Those First class flat beds were calling them.  My friend’s feedback confirmed they were worth every cent (even though she probably wouldn’t be able to buy a new pair of…

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to

The days of ‘Pass the Parcel’ (with just the one present at the end), ‘Statues’, ‘Pin the tail on the Donkey’ and a plate of fairy bread are officially over. It seems children’s parties have morphed into a dizzying heights with each party pushing the fun-limits of the one preceding it.  Jumping castles, face painting, fairies, and the most perfectly iced cupcakes. And, if ‘Pass the Parcel’ is played, there must be a present in every layer.  Why? Because we need to teach kids that life is fair and everyone has an equal chance and (more to the point) I really don’t want tears and tantrums.  I want everyone to be happy and have fun, so everyone opens a layer and everyone gets a Freddo…

Andrea’s Pregnancy Video Diary – Week 19

Four weeks on from her announcement that she is pregnant, Andrea shares her latest video diary with the sorella-hood. If you missed her first diary entry, you can check it out here. Now at 19 weeks, Andrea has the choice of finding out her baby’s gender. Making this decision has become a little more difficult due to the vested interests of her two young children who seem to have their own views on sibling responsibilities when the baby arrives as well as gender preference (so cute!). I can certainly remember the day my younger sister was born – I cried, and cried and cried. I was so sure she was going to be a boy! Find out what Andrea decides to do…

Driving with the kid’s music on. With no kids in the car.

I regularly catch myself out driving in the car on my own with the kid’s music on. It amazes me how often I do this.  I quite like children’s music – I’m a little bit in love with Justine Clarke and her ‘Great Big World’.  I sing away with the kids, drop them off at kindy and then continue to work still singing away to her catchy tunes like ‘Dinosaur Roar’.

It’s just a lunchbox for goodness sake!

The back to school dramas dragged out as Alisha took on the budget department store lunchbox aisle – and lost.  A quick whip out to the shops – baby boy needs a lunchbox for Kindy.  Yes, I have left it to the day before to purchase!  I do feel bad.  My daughter had a beautiful Tinkerbell lunchbox when she started Kindy – personalized with her name on it too.  I promised myself he would have all the special things she had…but nevertheless, here I am trying to find him a lunchbox they day before. Oops.

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