Today marks eight months since we arrived in Broken Hill and since that time I’ve been trying to get to know the garden we have and start a veggie patch. Back in May I posted about our garlic we planted. I started to harvest some on the weekend and completed harvesting it today. For the 28 garlic cloves we planted I had a ROI of … Continue reading Garlic Harvest and Garden Update
It’s 10am and I’m trying to mend my new dress I bought. I’ve been trying to mend all week to bring in the top and bodice because it’s too big for me. The alteration I had planned was designed with a friend’s help but it’s just not working. It’s hard to explain. I’ve been persisting all week with it amongst taking breaks to mend other … Continue reading More skills please, less housework
Hello friends. I have entered a local Broken Hill writing competition (themed on The Visitor) with my story “The Visitor at the Door” which you can read on the Broken Hill Council website. It’s a 500 word story. Vote for it to receive the People’s Choice Award here before the end of October 2020. Thanks! Continue reading Vote for my story!
My husband Tim and I welcomed a healthy baby boy to the world at the end of May in Broken Hill in far west New South Wales. We named him Bryan James Andrew Waite after my husband’s grandfather. We arrived in Broken Hill when I was 30 weeks pregnant and within a week of arriving the first shutdown restrictions began because of COVID-19. Antenatal classes … Continue reading Becoming a mother; learning to nurture a baby
Here we are sitting in our house admiring the work of the three workman who have installed flooring and carpets in our house last week. I’m now 40 weeks pregnant and we had wondered if I’d be in hospital this week but alas, baby seems very content inside at the moment! It’s been just over 11 weeks since we moved to Broken Hill and we … Continue reading Our mini makeover before baby came…
We await your arrival with expectation, nervousness and excitement. We long to see your face, eyes, ears, nose, fingers and toes. We imagine you have long legs, like us, and that you have hair like we both did when we were born. What will be your personality? ‘Do you know what you’re having?’ we often get asked. Will you be a boy or girl? How … Continue reading A letter to our unborn child
