This image is my Vivian Maier moment. I really do love it.
Some days I get to about 5 and I'm like "shit I've got to do my 365" and like all the days before, I think, there well is dry. Then right before my eyes, one of life's little scenes plays out, the one where kids are just kids and boom.
This is what happens to a 2.5 year old after a full week of fun. Asleep, on the floor at 5.30pm.
All tuckered out. What a holiday. The Marlborough Sounds are incredible and I'm not sure I've ever seen anything so beautiful. It was such a treat to cruise around on the boat all day and stop at little beaches to explore. New Zealand you're a beautiful country and I feel so privileged to experience you.
This kid....what a little legend. She is just as funny as her brother and I adore her company. The love she shows me is incredible. I love how kids do that, there is nothing in the way, it's just them and how they feel.
Paradise and freedom. What a combination.
Holiday here we come.
Today's gym work out brought to you by no pants Ivy and undies up the bum Sonny.
I've had a bout of anxiety lately, worrying something will happen to my children. I don't know why, but it comes about every so often and I think the fact that I'm so grateful for what I have almost makes it worse. On reflecting what I have is followed straight after with thoughts of what if 'that's not there one day.
Then when I witness my children and how much they love us, like little Ivy and Shaun having a cuddle as the sun sets my feelings get flipped on their head and I imagine if they lost us. For anyone that has children you know we are their world while they're young.
I don't mean to be Debbie Downer, I really am generally a happy person, but now as a mother those thoughts are there and they pester more than I like. I'm sure I'm not alone.
An evening stroll in our pj's before bed with some ACTUAL sun.