Motherhood

  • The Skin Of A Woman

    I am a child of the water. And I float in all the whispers of me. When the wind catches on my bones, shaking me into fright, the earth holds me until I am calm. Until I am delicate and… Continue reading

  • Mum

    And then her name was Mum. Just like that. Happy Mothers day, beautiful, Mum. I see you. And you are all the bits of magic. Lots of love, Brooke. xxx (Aka: Mum.) Continue reading

  • The Cupboard of Unfinished Things

    It happens every year. The wool balls enter the stores in preparation for winter, and my brain enters a frenzy of the most bizarre kind. You see, I’m not really a knitter. And yet, every year, as soon as the first wool… Continue reading

  • Goodnight

    If I were a day you would both be my sun, sweet babies of mine sweet littlest loves. And when you were streaming from the sky of us, I would wish for the moonlight never to come. Continue reading

  • The Bright Side

    I’m a bright side girl, most days. It’s the essence of me, I suppose; joy, love and all the sunny days, enough of all three to make a bright side girl thrive. The thing is— I’m not thriving. These days,… Continue reading

  • How To Be Good

    It’s funny isn’t it that the secret to becoming a good Mum a good wife a good friend a good human, is to realise that actually there is no good or bad anything. Because what’s good to her and her… Continue reading

  • When I Grow Up

    When I grow up I am going to be a kid again. Continue reading

  • In the Stars

    Meet me in the stars my precious little ones. And we will dance and play and love without the endings human life must eventually bring. Continue reading

  • The Twelfth Day of Christmas

    On the twelfth day of Christmas, her sleeping babes warmed her heart from their beds. What joy might tomorrow bring for them, she wondered, remembering the magic of being a child on Christmas eve. She remembered lying in bed, listening… Continue reading

  • Merry Birthday

    On the tenth day of Christmas, there was a party. Two years ago (nearly) she rocketed into my world and I fell irreversibly in love. With her. My mini me. My little princess of the adorably nuts kind. Happy birthday,… Continue reading