A Christmas letter
Christmas Eve. A day suspended in magical anticipation of the following dawn. Tilly’s first taste of the joy of Christmas is about to be upon us, and before we find ourselves swept up in the merriment, I penned her a little letter, with my dreams for how Christmas will become a part of her childhood memory.
Merry Christmas xx
Time to rest
I’ve always been a fairly lonely sort of person. I’ve never been one of those people who has masses of friends, or been part of an unseparable group. Through school I found that I had friends in various groups, but never was completely part of one or the other.
My closest friends, I can count on one hand, and they have been beside me for years- in fact, my best girlfriend and I have been friends since the first day of kindergarten, and that was a loooong time ago.
A letter to my daughter
From the early days of my daughter’s life, the need to perfect her sleep has been very high on my priority list, but not just for wanting to control potentially ‘bad’ sleeping habits. Mostly, for the desire to be able to continue on with other aspects of life while she sleeps- housework, business, sleep, even basic care like showering and peeing. And the fact that (particularly the days) have been nothing short of a broken record of catnaps, crying, and bouts of only sleeping on me, has left me frustrated and frazzled that nothing else has been done around me.
When I was pregnant and contemplating all that was to come, I wrote an open letter to my growing baby. And after a rough and tough week this past week, I felt it was appropriate to re-read it, and remind myself of my dreams and desires for my little tiny. But this letter is also for anyone and everyone who feels unsure of where they are headed, unsure of who they are, starting out or slowing down, because you are just as worthy as Tilly to hear these words, and feel their power. This is for you.
The mum bun. A staple in every mother’s daily life. Add to that greasy hair, the same clothes every day (or pjs day and night), neglected nail polish and probably hair in places that you just can’t be arsed getting rid of. I’m pretty sure every single mum is nodding in understanding right now. It’s like a signature look.
But some days, I look in the mirror and think, who the hell is that? And I realise how much of a difference it makes when I make an effort to look after myself. When I take the time- and the right- to feel female.
It wasn't until I realised that I was, that I realised I hadn't been. All of a sudden one morning, as I sat with Tilly, watching her smile and grab at my face, I discovered that I was enjoying motherhood. And in that second, realised that before that moment, I had simply been doing a 'job'. It took me 10 weeks to finally find motherhood a joy.
One of the clearest memories I have of those first days post-baby is sitting on the lounge at home, a day or so after we left the hospital. There were a few people there- #thelove and my mum and his mum, perhaps a couple of others, I can’t remember. I had Tilly in my arms, and she was unsettled, and I remember realizing that, despite being surrounded by people, I was completely alone.
Mourning & rediscovering you
Fear Of Missing Out. We live in a society that's rife with this phenomenon, and being in babyland, we're certainly not escaping it here. If it's not me wishing I was able to get out and about and rediscover life as an adult again, it's a certain tiny person wanting to check out the party every moment of every day and night (I hate to break it to you kid, but you're really not missing out on anything. Mum and dad are too tired for any parties right now- we're boring as batsh*t!).
A one-handed gig
The concept of life & death is one which has captivated mankind since the beginning of time. Why are we here, where did we come from, where do we go? We spend our lives searching for these answers, and marvelling in the complexities that make up life.
Too much love
There's a meme that floats around about when your nose is blocked, and you contemplate all the times you took breathing for granted. Well, turns out I took having two hands for granted, too.
I never thought I'd be able to go to the toilet with one hand, but guess what- when you've got a finally-sleeping baby in your arms, you learn how to undo and do up your jeans with one hand (and not looking!) pretty quick!
5 tips for creating a memorable and timeless wedding
You hear it all the time, that the birth of a child brings you a love you've never known before. It's hard to comprehend if you don't have children- and I know I certainly could only imagine it, if not understand it or experience it.
I felt a weird disconnection to myself the day Tilly was born. As this tiny human was coming out into the world, I felt myself almost looking at the situation as if being another person in the room. It seemed so surreal that there was a real live baby, that it was mine, that I was actually giving birth to her. I've dreamt of having children all my life, but was it really real?
2018 : the year of GRATITUDE
I may be sitting here twiddling my thumbs waiting for a certain little miss to present herself earthside (but she's also quite happy wiggling about in my belly, so who knows when she'll get bored of it!), but there's also a wedding looming in our world this year, as my brother prepares to marry his beautiful fiance before we say goodbye to 2018. And it got me to thinking about weddings again, especially as I have been able to provide a little insight from my own to the betrothed couple.
Engagement shoots- yay or nay?
Already, as I write this, we are a whole week into the new year. It doesn't matter how many times new years sneak up on us, it is still a time of wonder, amazement, and sometimes, a few swear words as we realise yet another year has packed up and left us.
A couple of years ago, #thelove and I decided to ditch the age-old 'New Year's Resolutions' in favour of what has become a much more meaningful, and attainable practice. We chose a word for our year. Almost like a theme, I guess. It is something to focus on, to work towards, to apply to all aspects of life- family, work, relationships, health, spirit. Not only does setting a word or a theme for your year set the tone for how you approach life, it gives you a marker for whether or not you are doing what is right for you.
Down days are okay
When husband and I got engaged, and began the search for our wedding photographer, I knew I was looking for someone who would also offer the opportunity for an engagement shoot. For me, it was not only an opportunity to celebrate our engagement, but I (finally) got some truly good shots of the two of us (selfies don’t cut it sometimes).
But I realised that it wasn’t something that everybody does when they get engaged, and that many people probably question as to whether or not they need to do it, so here is a little pro and con list to help you decide if an engagement shoot is something you should add to your marriage journey.
10 tips for ensuring a smooth wedding
I really want you to know something. Down days are actually okay.
There's nothing wrong with being human. There's nothing wrong if today, you just don't feel like yourself. Life can sometimes weigh a little more on some days than it does on others. And that is okay.
I've been a little quiet recently, both on the blog front, and the social media front. Part of that has been because I'm working behind the scenes to launch what I hope will be the next stage of my business, but part of it has also been because I've been human. And oddly enough, both of those things go hand in hand.
Living in the Moment
Congratulations, you’re getting married! It is one of the most exciting and overwhelming times in your life, and for the majority of people, it’s usually the first time you’ve ever experienced something of this magnitude. Now, I can assure you that you will create the day of your dreams, but there will be a lot of information, advice, questions, and potentially even a few mishaps along the way. From working with hundreds of brides, and having been one myself, here are my top 10 tips for ensuring your big day runs as smoothly as it can.
I'm building an empire, but not today
I have a perpetual game of 'punch buggy' going on with my husband (for those who don't know what 'punch buggy' is, it's a car game where when you see a VW Beetle, you punch the other person and call 'punch buggy!' before they do). And it's safe to say, he kinda hates me for it- because the score is about a billion to one in my favour.
I began my first business at the age of 22, 8 years ago. Over the years, I started, failed, and started again at business, interspersed with stints in jobs working for other people.
My most recent business incarnation- Sugar Bee Cakes (now Felicity Cook)- was the first real success I had had on the business front, and over the last three and a half years, provided me with a bucket load of lessons and feedback.