Parenting

  • Deeply

    I think about her, sometimes, when my heart turns to sun. Nan. Her heart used to shine like that, too, which is why I can’t help but think of her when I feel intense love radiating from my own chest.… Continue reading

  • Awake

    Sweet bloggy friends. ☺️ How are you all? Well, I hope, and if not: that’s okay, too, because even rain is beautiful when you look at it a certain way. I’m so sleepy but I wanted to say hello. I’ve… Continue reading

  • A Moment

    There it was, quietly mine. A moment of the greatest love: a Mother’s love. My love. For them. And I know they tire me senseless, and I know I wish them away (too often for my heart to understand) but… Continue reading

  • Grateful.Tired.

    Life is busy and overwhelming at the moment. I’m better for the tools I’ve found to bring me back to softness (walking, gratefulness, meditation) but it’s a mammoth slog I’ve been through. And a mammoth slog that lay ahead. My… Continue reading

  • Parents

    To the parents. Sometimes it is hard. It is. It just is. Always remember the storms do pass. Always remember the softness and the sweetness, the rose beyond the grey. And we will grow them perfectly horribly beautifully. And all… Continue reading

  • Explore

    I’m sitting at a table with one kid beside me, and another kid beside the kid beside me. My kids. Precious and two (although given they are six and three years old— it sometimes feels as though there are ten… Continue reading

  • Tonight

    Tonight I tear again. The ache of a mother remembering her ducklings, sweet. It’s a long, long road to the deep end of a soul. And some days ripple and crash more than other days do. The rain falls inside.… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 18. The Little Boy

    Darling is the little boy that cannot sleep. ‘I think I need a bandaid, Mum. Mum? I think I need a bandaid.’ They start their tricks young, these beautiful tiny humans, don’t they. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 10. Little Darling Ones

    Dearest darling bunny ones my hop-a-long divine, this Mother’s heart will always beat to find your hands in mine.   One life I share with you my dears, one chance I have to say: I’ll do my very best to… Continue reading

  • Winter Is Coming

    We’re heading into winter in Australia, and I’m feeling the resistance rising already. I’ve come to dread winter for the internal obstacles it brings. Sunny days charge my batteries and fill my joy pots to a state of ‘just so’,… Continue reading