Percy, One year around the sun and here we are. You arrived at 8:43am after a long few days of waiting and swaying and squatting and crying. This morning as I sung you happy birthday I remembered [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: helping me on a little photoshoot for Oh Mabel, giggling with glee (ISO250, f2.8, 1/250) Percy: cute and [...]
First birthdays are synonymous with heirloom gifts so I’ve spent the past few months collecting a few treasured keepsakes for Percy. If I’m being completely honest, Percy only cares [...]
It was around this time last year that I started to feel the familiar twinge of early labour. I spent a good five days deep in the in-between – that heavy, emotional place between pregnancy [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: trying to understand the quirks of Alice in Wonderland. Percy: looking so much like his dad. An InLinkz Link-up
I’ve always loved the idea of travelling far and wide, leaving home with a backpack and only a whisper of a plan. But the reality? It’s just not me. There’s so many wonderfully [...]
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that around the same time that your baby starts to walk around furniture and stand on his own, you find your feet again. Regardless of how many [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: loves a good chat, this one (ISO100, f1.8, 1/2000) Percy: I can see the little boy he’s fast [...]
A lovely reader emailed me recently and asked me about how I encourage Percy to go to sleep. The answer is simple: breastmilk – for as long as he wants it. I know, it doesn’t make [...]
In an attempt to embrace an enthusiastic approach to the whole house hunting saga, Daniel and I looked at a few rentals earlier this week. We’ve got a good 10 weeks left in this little [...]
“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.” Poet: ice-cream on the steps of the little shop that I used to walk to as a kid…to buy milk and bread and [...]
On Tuesday morning Poet woke up with mosquito bites on her feet. This isn’t particularly unusual during an Australian summer but considering I’d seen a red back spider the day before, [...]
