I’ve also looked back at my patterns of my blogging/writing this year and realise that as my down-time (as a parent) has diminished, so has my writing. Completely understandable – I get it now – being so exhausted by the end of the day can make the outpouring of words seem like a chore. During the moments of calm and relaxation, I find that my words all seem to go ioedbnoeboetisnmorkaesmontlwhmoup56m together (not a slight exaggeration) and any eloquence I once possessed has vanished, to be replaced by the rhetoric of entire episodes of Peppa Pig. For my own mental health I need to get back into this.
But that’s not to say that life doesn’t have its moments of joy. Laughter, cuddles, food, sunshine, photography... all good things (but overshadowed by the trappings of my mind at times). I want to share some photos about the positive things, as I don’t want to forget them...
This is me... a hair update (I'm in a red phase at the moment)
Trucks and sand on our balcony.
Playing with my dragon hat before a work dress-up day (and Rowan's artwork on the fridge)
Scenes from my hubby's parents' house in Hobart, Tasmania.
My attempt at a strawberry cream sponge. Tasted brilliant if I say so myself. ;)
Matt and I (before the hair transformation)
Rowan and Matt at The Aproneers, a great organic and sustainably-focused store and cafe in Hobart.
Jumpers that are way too big are fun. ;)
And crazy bed hair is pretty fun too!