Life moves on so fast, especially when you’re observing your children’s growth and development. There’s simply no chance to sit and dawdle and it’s futile trying to let these moments linger a little longer… you’ve just got to be as present as you can be, and snatch those memories as they’re passing. (Thank goodness for cameras and photographs, and the ease of typing words without the hassle of ink or writer’s cramp!). Continue reading
When it was Beau’s 2nd birthday, Nick made him (at my request and design) a wooden play-board for his animals. I wanted something that could slip under the sofa or coffee-table and be used for imaginative play… one minute we could be in an English farmyard, the next an African savanna, or even the Amazon rainforest. I wanted something similar for Georgie’s 2nd birthday – something handmade, and timeless. Continue reading
We’ve had another Father’s Day, and another chance to thank you, amongst these busy days of early family life when your quiet and relentless support goes otherwise unnoticed. Continue reading
I refuse to censor my story, or to silence myself because the things I might write about might not be the ‘done thing’ to discuss so openly.
So I will be writing candidly (as is the only way I know how) about the struggles Nick and I are currently facing, as we approach liquidation of his business and personal bankruptcy. Continue reading
Since the start of the year, I’ve been all about decluttering and simplifying our home. I’ve always been an organiser, so it comes naturally and brings me great satisfaction. And neither Nick nor I are hoarders – we like to move things on when we no longer need them.
I had started writing a blog post this morning about ‘the storm rolling in…,’ but then I decided to save it and to share something more enjoyable instead. Something that isn’t as pressing, or as consuming, as the current circumstances we are facing with Nick’s business and what-have-you – but it’s something that is still, very much, a real and meaningful part of our lives right now. These mornings/afternoons spent at the park, with my girl. Continue reading
A poem by Robert Frost: Continue reading
It’s been a whole week now, since our UK trip was supposed to start. I don’t want to keep banging on about it – we’ve moved forwards and are feeling really positive about everything – trusting the process and timing of things, at least – but I do want to write about the week we’ve had. A ‘grounding’… as I do feel more grounded than I’ve done in quite some time. Continue reading