Toddler Mum
I miss being a toddler mum. I miss the careless wonder, the innocence, the imagination play, the dress ups. I miss the mix matched outfits, the tutu skirts, snack times, the “whys”. I miss the chaotic home days, the tiny tantrums, messy baking and craft sessions. I miss the soil play, insect discovery and puddle…
Turning left
I took a different turn on my bike ride today. Usually, I ride on an open track surrounded by nature on one side and houses on the other then turn right at the end of the track towards town, people and noise. Today when I came to the end of the track I decided to…
Saturday 18.4.2020
Most mornings I feel like a spy. I get out of bed. very slowly & carefully open my bedroom door then close it behind me gentle so that it doesn’t make any squeaky sound.. i creep down the hallway, pass the girls room and can hear my feet lightly pressing into the carpet, deeply hoping…
Dear Daughters 