…we wandered up to the local school where, miraculously, Che transformed into a sweet little skeleton and Daniel stole the bike. Poet watched happily from her little red caboose and I [...]
A phone conversation with my mum when Poet was about 6 weeks old: Mum: “How are you?” Me: “Good thanks Mum.” Mum: How are the kids?” Me: “What kids?” [...]
If you drive up to the Central Coast from Sydney, you’ll notice a big dinosaur near the Gosford exit. It’s an icon and it’s been around for as long as I can remember. Its name [...]
We are self-confessed homebodies. We love being at home, pottering about, moseying from one thing to the next. Daniel and I both work from home too and we count ourselves incredibly lucky that we [...]
Meet Tim – the man behind the lens. This is how he works; effortlessly juggling cameras while kids play at his feet. He’s unperturbed by the fact that he’s being filmed because [...]
Tim emailed me last night with a link to the slideshow he had made. Daniel and I watched it – silent. And then I phoned Tim and burst into tears. Truly, I sobbed on the phone to him. [...]
Yep, Tim came over for pancakes and then we headed to the beach and that blue wall. He came to capture the sequel – the Poet that once was the belly. This is the preview, or, as I like to [...]
It rained in October 2010. On and off the clouds grew heavy and eventually they let go. In October 2010 my parsley and mint were thriving in their terracotta pots. She was conceived in the spring [...]
In the newborn haze where you’re sleep deprived, blissfully happy and unable to comprehend the simplest of questions, days melt into one another and before you know it another week has come [...]
Five hours after she was born we came home and went to bed. Today, one week later, I’ve ventured out of the bedroom feeling rested, content and incredibly blessed. There’s been so [...]
To all of you who have left comments or sent emails wishing me a safe and beautiful birth – thank you. It means so much to receive such sweet gestures from across the lands and over the [...]
To have someone bear witness to your life and capture it with such honesty is something I hold in high regard. It’s a gift, really, to have these images, of this time in our lives when we [...]
