It’s cliche, but it’s true.  Home is where the heart is.  Ours is on Towton Street, in Redcliffe.  It was a bit of a race but it was well worth it.  October 8th, 2016, we got our residency status upgraded to “permanent”.  It’s a huge deal for all migrants to Australia, and it’s pretty much the Holy Grail for most of us. Read More

It’s finally over.  We’re tired, nay, we’re exhausted.  We’re better by the day but there’s so many hours to catch on, it will take a while.  I think we need a holiday. 

It all started in 2016.  Back when Brieuc was still warm inside the womb. Read More

It’s 12:30AM, I’m fast asleep.  I hear something move, the bed is empty.  There is light coming from the bathroom, I’m still half asleep.  Then she comes back to the bedroom.  “I think my water broke” she says.  Holy cow. It’s happening. I’m wide awake now.

For the past few months, we had been deep in our books, our various sites, and most important, the Bonapace Method.  It comes from Quebec, where a doctor specialised in pain management came up with a method on labour pain, and how to manage it during labour, so mum doesn’t need any medicine, she’s in control.  Dad’s here to help with massages and support.  That’s the theory. Read More