Monday, July 14, 2014

Hello.

I disappeared from here for awhile. Partly because I felt like it. Partly because my computer died. And partly just because.
 
I did however spend a bit of time thinking about blogs. What I like about them.

Some, I like their humour. Others their honesty. And others still, their sheer beauty. Mine isn't humorous. My honesty will only ever be partial - cause really, my ability to describe chaos is limited, and I still live in complete chaos. And sheer beauty ... well let me clean up my chaos first!

Then after all those things there is a crazy little community on here, that is bigger than I realised. And so far, you have all been lovely. With that community, I've discovered blogs filled with all different types of amazing creativity - words, pictures, cooking, music, knitting, painting, sewing, simple creativity in living day-to-day life. Inspiring. I love that.

So, from now on, I will try and use this space to feed my creativity. Sure, I'm certain some months I'll only post photos of my kidlets, but I want to also record any projects, ideas, inspirations. Glimmery, shimmery wonderful things.

But before the creativity starts, here are some recent catch up pics of my chaos.


My three, facetiming with Meme. Clean washing waiting to be sorted in the afternoon winter light. Photographing the accumulated mess rather than cleaning it.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

14/52




A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014 

Iris – she makes her way into the bathroom at least once a day, which leads me to proclaiming "Iris, what are you doing in the bathroom?" and Oscar laughing hysterically.
Nora – barefoot in the rain, holding a dandelion on an afternoon walk.
Oscar – "Mummy sit beside me," he said. He wanted to watch the boys playing ball. So we did.

Last week I enjoyed – Bagl and his daffodils, Addie concentrating, Poppet and Sprocket's laughter and my sister playing catchup with my niece Ottilie.


Joining in with Jodi.

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Stills

































March was massive. Really. Birthdays, weddings, weekends away, sunshine, rain. We had it all.

1. Zinnias. At my cousin's kitchen tea.
2. Blenheim beach, down south. That's Rodge, Nora and Uncle Joe on the rocks exploring.
3. Heading to the wedding at Paperbark Camp.
4. These guys aren't shy. In our front yard.
5. New shoes and sparkly nails. Wow. This is a pretty big deal.
6. My sister Amy on her birthday. Apologies to my other sis Tess, I slept through your party.
7. Osc and I baked Margaret Fulton's rich chocolate fudge cake. It was delicious.
8. Who gave Nora an icecream?
9. Her big girl bed.
10. I burnt Nora's birthday cake. It was a disaster! Luckily her Abuela arrived with the most amazing layered Mexican jelly cake.
11. Tea at Amelia's house.

Linking with Em.

Monday, March 31, 2014

13/52



A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014 

What a big week!

Iris – we've finally moved Iris into the cot. Here she is, in her new room. She's just dropped her babushka, hence the shocked look.
Nora – her birthday morning called for fluffy skirts, crowns and umbrellas.
Oscar – atop Papa's ute watching a truck remove a skip bin.

Last weeks favourite, brand new Aubrey and his proud big brother Ellery.

Joining in with Jodi.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Some little felt shoes



My mum's friend bought this absolutely gorgeous felt slipper pattern in Holland. As soon as I saw the little duck design, I knew I had to try and make a pair. The translation was a little tricky to follow and the original pattern called for multiple layers (I imagine a necessity in those cold European winters), but I cheated and didn't even line mine.

They were definitely trial and error, I've never made anything quite so fiddly with felt like this. ... as you can see I started blanket stitching around the first bird, then realised it was a bit tricky with such tiny pieces, filled in with some crude stitches before settling on a kind of applique. I originally made them entirely by hand, but then I reinforced around the base with some machine stitching.

Now that I've made the pattern, I have so many different ideas for little felt slippers floating around in my head. Its a little exciting.

Oh, and they look adorable on Iris, I have my fingers crossed that it will actually get cold enough soon (maybe round easter) so she can start wearing them.


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

12/52




A portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2014

Out to lunch with my family. My children look so happy when surrounded by people who love them.

Iris – having her ear nibbled by Papa.
Nora – her face is so expressive.
Oscar – all smiles.

My favourite from last week was Claire's beautiful girls, sisters, Eulalie and Marguerite.

Joining in with Jodi.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

In the morning



I've always been a morning person. I remember as a child waking up excited about the possibility held by a brand new day. Every day. Rain, hail or shine. In my teens, there were summer mornings watching the sunrise in the backyard pool as I swam lazy laps before school. In my early twenties my favourite shifts at the hotel were I worked were the breakfast ones, where I got to catch the train over the harbour bridge at five-thirty. When Rodge and I moved in together I used to delight in sitting and discussing everything over breakfast, as we watched the clouds fly past*, before we'd head our separate ways to work.

Then I had children. I am absolutely no longer a morning person. I now drink coffee every morning or I get even grumpier. I actually have to concentrate to not bark at Oscar, when he wakes up, excited, as I used to be, about the brand new day. I miss being a morning person.

So over the next two weeks, I've made a vow to myself to fix this. So that I wake up happy every day, even if I've had a night of broken sleep, full of feeding babies and toddler nightmares. Can't be too hard right?

My new self-imposed rules to become a morning person start with the evenings –perfectly clean kitchen after dinner (nothing makes me grumpier than waking up to mess), no screens after nine (that'll be hard), bed by ten.

Are you a morning person?

*Not the nicest weather, but our view looked like this, naturally, I miss that too!