My Georgie girl is sleeping, she still naps for a couple of hours each day, around noon. Beau is at preschool, playing, exploring, learning. Nick is working, of course. And me – I’m sitting here in the living room with the doors flung wide open, the warmth of early spring seeping in, and the urgency to do both everything and nothing. 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
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.
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
It’s a full moon tonight. Tomorrow we were supposed to be flying to the UK, on our long awaited trip… we would have been away for a whole month, arriving home again on the next full moon… Continue reading
Georgie’s second birthday is drawing ever closer… in my last blog post I reflected on my second pregnancy and how it really does take two years to recover from having a baby… and now it’s time I accepted my need to fully recover. My head is all over the place, my heart is a war zone, and my body is really struggling. Continue reading
Sometimes, despite all your longing and preparations, plans simply need to change. This can be a grief-stricken process, or an empowering one – depending entirely on your willingness to accept what is and let go of what isn’t. Continue reading
Things are starting to flow again, after a bumpy few weeks feeling the ebb. Continue reading