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Happy seventh birthday my favourite son
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Dear Max While I can’t call you my favourite child anymore, you are certainly my favourite son (duh!) and today we celebrate seven years of amazing you. This isn’t a post about how much I love you, or how wonderful you are, or how my life is spectacularly better with you in it. I think this message comes through in many other blog posts,...

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To my daughter the day before her birth
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Dear Max’s sister Today is the last day I get to feel your flips and whatever else you’re doing in there (sometimes it feels like you’ve somehow learnt your brother’s karate kicks and punches). Like most moms about to give birth, I’m feeling ecstatic-excited-terrified-nervous-teary, and I part want to stop the clock, and part want to propel it. But we are ready. Yes, the...

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Our last week as us
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Dear Max We have three sleeps left. Three. A mere three after 38 or so weeks of the most incredible, privileged and craving-ridden time of my life (much like I had with you). This year, I have consumed more orange juice and melted cheese than I have in my whole life. I have taken more Gaviscon than I can remember, and I’ve eaten more...

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The waiting game is almost up
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Dear Max On the way to the gynae yesterday I was in tears. I was worried that I’d need to have the baby this week because at last checkup she was in breech, which might have necessitated an early caesar. It turns out your sister has turned, which is great news and a little funny too – I kept on remarking to Andrew on...

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The first letter to your sister
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Dear Max’s sister We are so excited for your arrival, and have just a few weeks to go until your birth. For the last few six years, this blog has been dedicated to your brother, and it’s thrilling to welcome another name to the site. Before it does, I wanted to write about how Max has reacted to your pending arrival. It’s the advantage...

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A weekend of Mom and Max
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Dear Max A few weeks ago you suggested that one night we go to a hotel and enjoy fun things like room service and just “chilling”. I couldn’t think of anything better – the thought of a fluffy towel robe, king size bed and a buffet breakfast are exciting me for all the time, not just during a pregnancy when I crave all the...

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Finding my feet, and looking up
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Dear Max As amazing as this year has been on a personal front (pregnancy, first year of good marriage, contentment and general happiness), it’s also socked a bit of a punch to my gut (the ever-expanding one) on a work front, and there hasn’t been a time in my life where I’ve been more insecure of my abilities. This was not my script for...

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Strawberries, cold swims and beach walks
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Dear Max Holidays are a great thing. It’s a cessation from work, school and most hassle, and a chance to indulge, relax, escape and forget the woes. This isn’t new or unique to us, and it’s the reason why you’ll seldom hear anyone say “I hate holidays”, or “Oh no, I’m really dreading going on holiday” (unless they’re going to a crappy place or...

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Things that go bump in the night
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Dear Max As I type this, you’re at a sleepover at your bestie Jonathan, and your sister is kicking me. I miss you when you’re not here, and it seems to get a little harder as you get older. I can’t quite explain it – maybe there’s more to miss, ie your age, personality, brain, rapport and communication. We regularly FaceTime each other when...

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My pregnancy then and now
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Dear Max This week I found the journal that I kept when I was pregnant with you. I had forgotten a lot, and it was interesting to see parallels between then and now (eg nausea, cravings, impatience to get things done), and some differences too. Since I imagine this blog will be one day read by your sister too, I thought I’d chart the...

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A roundup: 9 things that have been happening in our lives lately
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Dear Max Autumn/winter aren’t my most comfortable seasons. I don’t get down or depressed per se in colder months, but rather it’s a bit harder to find lots of energy and the spring in my step (literally), and feel comfortable all the time. However, I’m easing the chills with soup, electric blankets, and more reading and tea. That said, things are going great, and...

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What always freaks me out? Last-minute packing
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Dear Max About once a month, I have a dream (okay, nightmare) where I find myself at the airport, about to go somewhere, with no luggage. In other dreams, I’m going somewhere, and I have about two minutes to pack. These are the dreams that have me waking up in a sweat. The thought of being unprepared when I travel terrifies me. Which is...

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And there I was, shopping for TWO children
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Dear Max Last week I was at Cotton On, making the most of a 30% sale, and a gift voucher, and I found myself mulitasking between the boys’ and baby sections. There I was, going from one side choosing sweatshirts, to the other picking out some babygrows. It’s the first time I’ve shopped for two, and I came to a standstill in the middle...

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That moment when I exhaled…
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Dear Max We recently went for a very detailed scan at a foetal specialist, and had a blood test too, which would indicate if I had a high or low risk of Down Syndrome. I last saw this doctor when you were 20 weeks old, and he was exactly as I remembered him – kind, thorough, patient, knowledgable and generally awesome. The kind of...

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Morning, noon and night sickness
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Dear Max The other day you asked me why I’m often feeling sick – I sometimes tell you I need to lie down because I’m nauseous, or I can’t do this and that because I don’t feel well. And now you know. I can’t remember feeling this ill when I was pregnant with you, though I do remember feeling horrible. I guess the body...

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What do I call this blog now?
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Dear Max With you, before the two lines on the pregnancy test, and the blood test, I *knew* I was pregnant when I felt a slight twinge on my lower right side, and the cat slept on that side of my stomach the whole night before the test. It was a feeling. After then, my pregnancy symptoms came swiftly and with strength – my...

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