I am currently on the couch resting my achy bones and heavy belly, whilst sipping my cup of tea; thinking over my weekend and feeling thankful.
Thankful for beautiful friends who drive for hours just to spend the day blessing me by helping to organise my nursery. Thankful for Sunday mornings at Church and Sunday afternoons with my darling. Thankful for finding quiet cafes away from the bustle of people trying to get out in the Autumn sunshine. And thankful to be dusting off my camera after a long break.
Andrew and I had a wonderful afternoon in the sunshine spending some much needed time out yesterday. I've been really cherishing these last few weeks we have together while we're just a couple. I am so excited to become a family, but while its just us, I'm breathing in every moment knowing how special they are.
Hello friends, it's been far too long, and I'm not really sure where to start. I'll try to do a bit of a quick back track to get you up to date. The last few months gave the creative side of me a bit of a holiday as my body has been far too busy stitching together a sweet babe in my belly. After a long journey dealing with big things like infertility, our awesome God showed us that He is bigger than big things and Andrew and I eagerly started on this new adventure.
In the last few years, I always loved seeing pictures of beautifully pregnant women looking graceful and calm and I always imagined what a wonderful joy it would be to finally carry my own child inside me. Now that I'm 35 weeks along, I have a feeling I'll never be one of those beautifully pregnant women, and I don't think I'll ever come across as graceful and calm. Being pregnant is hard. It's tiring and sore and I have a feeling I must be doing it wrong.
It's not all bad though, there have been moments that I've absolutely loved. My favourite is coming home to an embrace from my gorgeous husband and feeling this sweet babe kick him from my belly. I love that.
I also love that it's getting harder and harder to hold onto things that have upset me because my memory is getting increasingly worse. I guess it's teaching me that when I do hold onto them, it does me no good, if anything it makes me bitter, and who would want that?
I'm hoping to be on here a little more often from now on, so feel free to pop by every once in a while.. x
20 weeks
and today, 35 weeks.
I had the opportunity to head up the coast and spend some time with my fam bam recently. It was fun to just hang out and catch up; we had lunch together, the girls were crocheting and chatting, then my sister Hayley and I decided to take a walk on the beach at sunset.
I love how relaxing it is to go back home, being near the water and spending time in the same room as my family makes me all kinds of happy.
After a long, tiring week, I think this weekend will be a perfect time to recharge. Once we get the usual chores out of the way, I think a bit of an explore of somewhere new is in order. I love finding funky cafes, quiet beautiful beaches and basically anywhere that I can click my shutter at. The photo's above are from a cafe in Bondi called The Atlas. It was really inviting and sweet, but the thing that really drew us in was the fact that it was open early on a Saturday morning. I'm not really sure where our feet will take us, but if you have any ideas of somewhere fun to go to in the Sydney area, feel free to share!
Sometimes, when life gets heavy, being near the sea is exactly what I need. Andrew and I made an early morning trip to Bondi, to experience the quiet before the storm. This last week has been rough, and this calm was just what I needed to prepare for the busy week ahead. I'm so thankful for mornings like this where we can collect our thoughts and remember what is most important.
I've been really blessed to come from a family that celebrates creativity. If you've ever visited my family home, you'd be sure to find a variety of projects in progress, and new ideas blooming everywhere you turn. With this upbringing, it's not really a surprise that I'm constantly trying to find new ways to express myself. My darling often gets caught rolling his eyes as I try to explain to him why I want to attempt to make a quilt, collect mason jars to fill with tea and other goodies, or to sew some bunting with vintage doilies. Luckily for me, a couple of months ago when I told him that he should keep an eye out for a nice old discarded pallet so I can make a towel rack, he found a gorgeous one that perfectly suited what I had in mind.
In our travels, we collected hooks, a pretty drawer pull for my shower cap and the right coloured screws; then found a sunny afternoon to put it all together. Andrew is doing all the measuring, cutting, drilling and hanging in the pictures, but I swear I did do more than just take photos! I'm really happy with the end result, so now all I have to do is decide what we can make out of the rest of the pallet.
We flew to Brisbane on Friday and caught up with a dear friend who has recently moved there from Sydney. He showed us around his new city; we wandered, explored, ate and drank, (and had a bit of a shop)! I loved catching up with such a kind, generous and totally cool friend. Brisbane was happy, bright and friendly and there was a festival of some sort on, so there were lights and mirror balls hanging from trees and buildings. I would love to go back and see the festival at night though, I'm sure the lanterns and the light show would have been spectacular!
