When your sister gets tattoos and you take photos because you only exist to follow her around creating portraits.
All sorts of things have been happening at home, most of them small – kindergarten stories, a plethora of destruction, changes around the house as I purged and purged some more. Probably the biggest change is that I started studying, an online graphic design course that I attempted six years ago and gave up as… Continue reading April Goals
Photographer: Madeleine Brighton. Model: Gabrielle Clubb Location: Random Field Near Our House
Frustration is a constant companion of mine these days. I have a bad habit of neglecting to take care of myself once I start to feel ok, and then crashing again. I’m too hyper to settle into anything, so I do something active. Clean the kitchen. Clean the lounge. Do some washing. And I’m so… Continue reading restless
This is the moodboard – for lack of a better word – I came up with on Polyvore when I started thinking about decor for my boys’ shared room. I’ve never been one for OTT nurseries, decorated within an inch of their lives, or one to invest much time or money into interior design when… Continue reading Boys’ Bedroom Inspiration
My third son, my longest pregnancy, first induction, hardest and quickest labour, shortest hospital stay, quietest baby, best sleeper, and all around the most chilled, laid back, content baby I’ve had the privilege to raise for twelve months. I had so much fun preparing and celebrating his first birthday, and I can’t wait to celebrate… Continue reading Sebastian Turns One
Life has been moving slowly these last few weeks, but not unenjoyably so. My three ratbags seem to go through stages of good and evil not-so-charming behaviour, and at the moment they’re on a good streak. Relatively speaking. I’ve cleared away almost all of their toys and they’ve just been pottering around building wobots out… Continue reading Life As I Know It….
I’ve been awake since 3, when I fed the baby and tripped down the hallway to the bathroom and checked Facebook and went back to bed then couldn’t sleep without getting up and making sure my older boys were tucked in, because all our windows are open which I like because I prefer a slight… Continue reading Shit O’Clock
Almost wrote 2016 there. (Also: doesn’t the title image make you think of an epic novel involving generational family secrets and tragedies and people on trains and looking out the window wearing sweaters?) I’ve decluttered soooo many times. Wardrobe, craft, toys, all that stuff in our spare room. And yet I’m still surrounded by crap.… Continue reading The Purge: The Great Declutter of 2017