I love to see Eva laugh. When something really tickles her, her mouth opens wide, her head swings back and she lets the loudest uncomplicated sound of laughter escape her lips as her hair wafts around her face trying to keep up. Continue reading →
I failed breastfeeding. The first time around in 2011 when I was a new mummy to Eva, I failed. Continue reading →
The second week of our month long working trip to France was one for exploring and enjoying our new normal. Continue reading →
Baby Loss. This isn’t something I would usually write about for my ordinary moments posts. Continue reading →
I am an allergy mum. Always have been and always will be. It is just so natural to me, it’s ordinary. I didn’t even know another way to parent, for 4 whole years. Until I had Roma that is.
Do you ever take a photo that just stops you in your tracks? I take so many photos that I must admit sometimes I load them onto the computer and don’t really look at them until later. I mean really look at them, open them up and study every little detail. Stare at them and soak in what the photo is telling me. Continue reading →
The moment that Eva was placed onto my chest she was utterly perfect to me, I looked deep into her eyes and just saw this little person, my little person whom in that instant I loved more than life itself. Continue reading →
As I sit here and write you this letter it is 7.30pm. The house is silent and you have just gone to bed for the final time as a 1 year old. My 1 year old. Continue reading →