November December 2018

Guys, I’m due to have a baby in less than 10 days! My days in the lead up to this little one’s arrival look a lot fuller than those leading up to Archer’s birth. Not much resting happening here! (Though I am definitely needing it.) So this post is going to be short and sweet, I’ll let the pictures do the talking. I’m so thankful for these special moments captured over the last couple of months. So thankful for my little Arch, my Reece and our beautiful family. For spring, summer, good friends and incredible food. Thankful for 2018 and all the beauty it held and all the ways it caused us to grow. Hope your 2018 was just as wonderful. Catch you next time, when I’m a mum of two. Much love xx

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July August 2018

Hello friends!
Well this post is a little bit about regular life at home and a lot about our Bali babymoon.
My biggest revelation whilst in Bali: home is the prize.
No matter how much social media might try and make us feel like holidays in paradise and all that come with them are the ultimate in life, I was reminded during our time away that what we are building at home is so much more valuable than that.

It was such a special trip and I’m so thankful for quality time with Reece before we embark on newborn parenting: season two. But I found myself at a point during our week long getaway, realising that I was actually putting way too much emphasis on cramming as many experiences into the time as we could, rather than just taking it all in and enjoying the simple things. Like Reece’s face.

I realised my compulsive planning of all things exciting and photo-worthy was rooted in the warped idea that holidays are the prize, that this was going to be the only chance I had to really enjoy myself in a long time before going back to my busy, repetitive, and often tiring toddler-rearing life.

But that warped idea is not my heart. My heart is that I would pour my life into motherhood for this short, sweet season & enjoy it to the fullest. That I would see the richness and beauty woven in amongst the everyday and that I would be so thankful for it, even when it’s messy and just plain. dang. hard.

I’m not sure where that twisted logic crept in, but I’m glad that I saw it for what it was & was able to realign my wayward mind with my heart.

So much of our experience of life is shaped by our perspective. And I want my perspective to be a grateful one: treasuring the things that grow and last, more than what might look like the dream but really is just a (well earned!) short pause to take a breath and refresh.

I think generally we are in danger these days of missing the real beauty in life, in our attempt to appear that we have the most and are having the most fun. I’m guilty of it, yikes. It’s a scary thing to realise, and I certainly don’t want to contribute to making people feel that way.  So today my beautiful holiday photos (well, I think they’re beautiful… probably because my husband is in most of them, ha!) come with a healthy dose of honesty, as well as some frames of our plain, simple life at home, which is actually the best gift we could ever ask for. The real prize.

Oh and newsflash… About a week after we returned from our babymoon, we went off to see how that baby is growing and to see what we might be expecting, gender-wise…
We are pretty excited to say, we are having our second boy! What a joyous, wild adventure that will be. Can’t wait to meet you our son. Three and a half months to go! xx


May June 2018

Well hello! Here I am again to update you on our past couple of months, and they have been interesting ones…

First of all (let’s get the nasty stuff out of the way) Reece, Archer & I have been walloped with what’s felt like about 10 bouts of various sicknesses.
Anyone else had that this winter? So horrible! The hardest part was seeing Arch so miserable and really not himself for somewhere in the vicinity of 4-5 weeks.
That had me really down at some points because it seemed like every time he was almost well, he’d get hit with something else, and I felt like we’d never see the end of it.
Not to mention toddlers are significantly more whiney, cranky and difficult when they are not feeling well. My heart absolutely went out to him. But I was in much need of a holiday some days.
One of my sicknesses also came in the form of the morning kind… if you catch my drift.
We are expecting our second little babe to arrive early next year.
We found out in May and I have made my way through the draining first trimester and am now around 16 weeks. We are so looking forward to meeting this little one and having our family and our hearts expand all the more.
I am really thankful that I haven’t been overly sick with either of my pregnancies. I’ve been pretty queasy at times but food has always helped to settle my stomach so I just make sure I have food on hand wherever I go (which is kind of my dream come true).
The tiredness though, I don’t think you can get away with not feeling that. I am in bed (or passed out on the couch) before 9’o clock most nights.
The question we are getting asked the most with this pregnancy (or should I say the number one question asked of anyone who has ever been pregnant since the invention of the ultrasound) is “are you going to find out what you’re having?” And the answer is…. YES. I can be happily patient with a lot of things if needed, but for us personally, we don’t see much point in waiting for this. Meeting and getting used to a new baby is surprise enough on it’s own for us. We’ll find out if it’s a boy or a girl in a few weeks and we won’t be keeping it a secret.
Bit by bit, Arch seems to be getting his head around the idea of a baby joining our family.
We have been showing him a lot of photos and videos of him when he was a baby which he thinks are hilarious. And he seems to be grasping the concept that we all start out pretty small and just keep getting bigger, or “big and big” as he says. Context: “Look mum, now I am big and big!”
My growing belly is making things a bit more real for him now that he can see something is happening there. He likes to say hello to the baby, tell it he’s it’s big brother and give it kisses and high fives. (High five for the baby = slap on the stomach for me. Great.)
Arch has also recently started going to a family day care, which he loved, and then really didn’t like (during that nasty, never-ending sickness phase) and now loves again (yesss).
It’s so great to see him making friends and learning lots of new things. Equally as great is the time it affords me to do things like grocery shop in peace and be a tired pregnant lady. Win. Win. Win.
Oh and I mentioned I needed a holiday above. Well it’s happening. Reece and I are being
sensible, house-saving, budgeting grown ups most of the time. But around the time we found out we were having another babe, we decided a tropical-baby-moon getaway was definitely something we needed before plunging into parenthood round two. Regardless of the budget.
Maybe it’s like this for everyone, but we’ve felt like it’s taken such a big toll on our marriage- just figuring out how to be parents and how to manage our time and priorities so that we still have a healthy relationship. Things we once took for granted like having a proper uninterrupted conversation and going out for dinner are now so precious and rare! So holiday time it is, in less than two weeks. Arch will be staying with both our parents while we’re away and we’ll miss him like crazy, but we know the quality time together will be so worth it.
It’s wayyyyy past my bed time guys, so I’m signing off and hoping you enjoy these images below from our wonderful May and June. Thanks for stopping by xx