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Family Triangles

Being a novice in the world of sewing, I am tackling projects that are simple yet pleasurable. This little set of flags now adorns Adelaide’s corner.

She turns 6 months old today. Her beaming smile and emphatic expressions tend to engage all those within close – and not so close – proximity. Today I walked outside to see her sitting proudly on the grass with her siblings and, for the first time, I paused and watched, resisting the urge to put a cushion behind her. And she was fine. Every day a new development.

I stumbled upon this site yesterday so I thought I would look around me today and do a little of my own. Today I am grateful that that this little soul, and Ruben, are surrounded by a brother and sisters that revel in such progress.

While alternative family structures can get a bad rap, especially when it comes to influencing young children, it is heartwarming to see the benefits that can stem from them.



Ruben at the RiverAdelaide at the RiverSo, life rolls along. All too quickly, as is oft the case.

Embracing of late:

Fourth birthday preparations underway (his first pet!). The minutiae surrounding kindergarten enrolment to be excited about. Ruben’s love of water in any setting. His ability to amuse himself for hours with knights, Lego men, Power Rangers and rope. And a Mickey Mouse stamp.

Fat thighs and huge smiles and buckets of drool. Adelaide’s generosity with her smiles. She is curious and demanding and oh so beautiful, in all her chubby glory.

The season is shifting and I find myself being drawn to the act of decluttering and simplifying.  (Hard to achieve when you are also drawn to the act of op-shopping on an all too regular basis.)

Inhale, exhale. It’s Spring.



The days slip by as we trundle around doing odd jobs… Life as a full-time mother these past few months has certainly been enlightening. No longer will I ever expect my dear husband to accomplish much over the school holiday periods, when we have the three stepchildren plus our own two little ones to entertain. It probably doesn’t help that we three (myself, Ruben and Adelaide) do not rise until the sun is well and truly up each day. Blessed happy sleepers my two are, it allows plenty of quality time at night with my beloved but little time during the day to actually Get Things Done. Routines are set to change as the Return to Work approaches, however. Fun fun.

I comfort myself with the notion that as long as time is not overly squandered, one cannot really complain. I am trying to appreciate each day for what it is. Today was good because I actually managed to do all of our washing as well as read most of the latest Taproot Magazine. Received a while back, it was misplaced and rediscovered (joy!) this morning.
A dip in the words and images within it and I felt as if I had almost been on a mini holiday. I do so appreciate a magazine that can leave you feeling so beautifully refreshed and energised.



Boy in rain

baby girl

The kinderen today.  A deliciously wet day in our {usually} fair city. Makes for a rather special occasion around these parts. Ruben had a brilliant time racing from puddle to puddle in our backyard, and Adelaide sported her first dress.
{Is it just me or do dresses on babies seem a bit odd?}
I intended for this post to just feature Ruben modeling the outfit he chose… However, upon opening the back door and seeing the size of the puddles, I soon realised my pleas to keep his {only clean pair} of jeans dry were going to be in vain.
It took him approximately 5 minutes to have water from the inside of his gumboots to halfway up his jacket.
I love having a boy.


Cold Tea

One month in and life is definitely different.  Suddenly I find myself consuming cold tea and melted ice cream, and a massage is far more gratefully received than ever before.

I have become a milk machine again.  I love breastfeeding but my goodness it seems to be a constant exercise.

Must remember to take more photos.  So easy to forget with a second baby!

Photo # 1 – First time in the pram.  We usually opt for the sling or the pouch.
Photo # 2 – Feeding in the car and trying to absorb details that will pass all too soon.



After a natural, 10 hour labour she popped out to greet the world.  I had prepared myself for another boy; surprise surprise… A beautiful little girl.
6 hours later, as the clock was readying to strike midnight, we were home.
Not a bad effort, for a 16 hour hospital stint, not all of that unpleasant.

Thank you to the very kind Jodi who provided support and tips on how to turn a breech baby. This brand new wee lady was quite the active one.   I swam a lot in the week before her birth and tried positive mantras (stress levels were very high as a cesarean was very low on my bucket list).  She managed to come around to my way of thinking though, and the birth went smoothly.

At just over two weeks old she has charmed everyone around her.
A girl.  Well I’ll be.