At iVillage we’re passionate about supporting Australian bloggers. That’s why we’ve created iBlog Friday.
It's a chance for bloggers introduce their favourite post of the week to iVillage readers and for our community to read what Aussie writers are up to.
Here are the bloggers who have sent their submissions this week. Happy reading.
Lara Cain Gray of This Charming Mum was a head-lice-virgin. Then, it happened. Read how she got though her first experience with childhood head lice in her post The 5 things I've learned about head lice.
Our turn finally came. I have lived a whole 40 years without ever coming face to face with a louse, but times have changed. We are now intimately acquainted. Only recently I was making merry jokes with friends about the fact that my kids must have some kind of inbuilt anti-nit pheromones because almost every other school kid we know has been infested at some point, while our house has remained a nit-free zone.
Well, pride cometh before the fall!
Read the rest of Lara's post here.
Since having children, I have developed the nose of a hound; I can sniff out a poo at ten paces. It wasn't always thus. There was a memorable incident in the time BC (before children) where I babysat my niece and left her marinating in poo for a couple of hours. My brother and his wife came home to find their precious baby girl with a bum redder than a stop sign. I've improved since those days. Now, I act at the merest whiff of funk.
Read the rest of Cassie's post here.
I would like to reiterate in our defence of your accusations that our celebratory, (I believe you described it in your letter as 'immature'), behaviour in your hotel last week was not premeditated and due to the fact that we are celebrating our twentieth wedding anniversary. Although I do admit that sitting for four hours on the Parramatta Road on the Friday night on our way down to your hotel, an inappropriate level of 'silliness' in attitude had unfortunately replaced our usual sense of responsibility.
Read the rest of Louisa's post here.
Read the rest of Jody's post here.
Well, it's cute until you discover that your 5-year-old is also using his pencil as a tool for controlling his feelings.
Read the rest of Caylie's post here.