Friday, April 30, 2010

This moment

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savour and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see. 


My little one will be one in one week.

Feeling quite emotional about all of it.

Remembering the day I first saw him.

How he crawled to my breast.

That is the moment I fell in love.

He has brought me more joy than I could have ever thought.

This has been a wonderful, beautiful year.

The year I have felt more like myself than ever before.

I will miss the infant cuddles.

The cocoon of love and stillness.

The small child I carry in a sling.

Heart to heart.

In love.

With each other.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010


So I will be baking.
I was contacted by Maree at BuysterBedroom and she is sending me some lovely ramekins.
Le Creuset.
I've never had Le Creuset.
How exciting.
Go check out their site, they have heaps of cool things.
They can even ship you an entertainment unit.


So I knitted a scarf.

Modelling by Annie.

Modelling by Xavier

Modelling by me.

Scarf now belongs to Sohail :).

I am quite proud of myself, since I have never knitted before.

Saturday, April 10, 2010


My messy home.
Because people live here.
The people that I love with every bit of myself.

The ball house cluttering up the whole lounge.
Because my children climb into it and laugh till their tummies hurt.

The dirty dishes in the kitchen.
Because we can afford to eat whatever we want.
Whenever we want.

The pile of laundry.
Because we have been given so many clothes for our children.
By people that care.
And we don't need to buy any.

My tired bones.
Because I go to bed too late.
Because I want to experience my whole life.
And write my blog.
And read my books.

My irritation with my husband.
For working so late.
And putting out his back.
Because he has a dream for us.
For my dream holiday to Bali.
And my camera.
And for my children to be able to experience a Montessori education.

My weariness with my daughter.
Because she never stops talking.
And questioning.
Because she loves life.
And is bright and intelligent and a shining light in my life.

My shot nerves.
Because my son is not walking yet, but has already managed to climb the whole flight of stairs.
And Annie's chairs in her room.
And the open dishwasher.
And fallen from most of these places.
Because he wants to experience life.
With his whole being.
And is always smiling.
And following his sister around the house.

My sore heart.
Because I miss my family in South Africa.
Because I am blessed to have such amazing people to miss.

What a beautiful mess.
My perfectly, imperfect life.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010


I read this, this morning.
Who would have thought that I would have needed it this afternoon.

The word that stuck out for me was dignity.

It is not a word I had considered.
Up until now.
In my role as a parent.

But it struck something within me.

And then my precious girl had a moment.
An hour long moment.
A moment because she couldn't paint a picture.
Because we had to get ready for bed.
So I let her have her moment.

Because it is healthy to feel our emotions.

But her moment was longer than just a moment.

And then I had a moment.

A split second moment.
Where I had had enough of her moment.
Because my ego decided that her moment had lasted long enough.

So I bent down to her and almost told her.

That enough is enough.
That she must stop it.
Because it was not convenient for me.
In my moment.

But before I opened my mouth.

I remembered.


Let me be dignified in how I treat my precious child.
Let me give her, her dignity.

By not making her scared.
Or embarrassed.
Or by belittling her moment.


Her moment passed.
Only in the bath.

But we got through our moments.

With dignity.

If you want to be inspired to be a better parent, have a look at Carrie's blog.
I have been reading her for about a month.
It has slowed me down.
And really made me pay attention.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter 2010

A bit of our Easter.


Friday, April 2, 2010

This morning

I sit with my children outside.
Still in my pyjamas.
Sipping green tea and mint.

I look up.

I see the clouds.
Rushing by.
At lightning speed.

I look past the clouds.

I see blue.

I realise.

I am so small.
Just a speck.
In this universe.

Past the blue is black.

And eternity.

I stop to think about my small problems.
How insignificant they seem.
In this great big beautiful universe of ours.

And I am at peace.

And in awe.

Of the greatness.
And the smallness.
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