#1884 My little helper

I am so simple lately.

(You might even say boring, but meh 🤷‍♀️)

I hit a wall after lunchtime, I was freezing cold, and then BANG!

Sleep overwhelmed me.

Well I couldn’t sleep, duh I have a child. But I did lay down on the couch, and baby girl brought me her musical merry-go-round figurine to lull me to sleep, and my water bottle and my phone, all within reach.

Awww.

But balance… she oh-so-quietly complained I had to get up and make my coffee, as well as her BABYCINO.

No rest for the tired here. Just as well we have caffeine. 💪☕

#1831 When the hose goes up

Can you think of a more carefree time of your life, than when you were a child, hanging around your parent in the yard on a hot summer’s day, as they watered the garden…

You know.

And the hose, went up?

Showering you with droplets of water in a kaleidoscope of colours, filtered by happy squeals, to the background of smiles all around?

Tonight the hose went up at our place.

I was hot, but not just the hot that envelopes you in temperature… it was the kind of hot that starts at your centre, and then burns outwards, filling you entirely and burning you up whole.

I sat at the front of the house, watching Hubbie water the garden, and baby girl follow him. Then I stepped down to them, and asked –

“Hey… you mind turning that hose up for a sec? I need to cool down.”

Up the hose turned, with a devilish smile. I cringed at the cold drops, jumping in my spot, and baby girl ran circles around us, coming under the shower of rain again and again.

And we did it, again and again.

It made it all better. 💖

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#1827 Simple park walks again

We have a glorious, sunny week ahead of us…

With no where to go.

Wait! We can exercise, get out and about, right?

Which is exactly what baby girl and I did this afternoon. We walked to a park.

I just keep thinking, “all this gorgeous weather, and we can’t do anything…”

But really, isn’t this the best thing to do on a sunny day? Sit on the grass, take a pause, and be amongst nature?

I think all these lockdowns are still teaching us far more than we ever realised.

#1810 Weird but beautiful gloom

I found joy in a really simple thing today.

I had just made myself a tea. It was raining outside, no wind. So it was the type of rain that I liked… already a plus. 😊

The steam from the tea rose up past my monitor as I sat back down at my work desk.

I lit a candle, and watched the area around me, GLOW.

And with it, so did my heart.

Suddenly I was happy.

I was grateful for this feeling. I had been counting all the things I wasn’t happy about, for weeks now… so this simple act and subsequent feeling came as a pleasant and heartwarming surprise.

All from steam rising.

A candle wick glowing.

Rain falling.

So so gloomy… yet I felt anything but.

Allow yourself to be surprised by the little things.

#1638 Day 140 of getting there: Making room for roses and bread

Today I was an axe-wielding rose pruning machine!

Most people who passed me in my front yard, either walking their dog or running past for their daily hourly exercise, smiled at me or said hi.

Then there was that one woman that looked alightly alarmed…

Of course, I was holding an AXE.

It’s what I do come very Winter. It was rose pruning time, and I know from past years that no matter how much I prune, I always get amazing roses come through in Spring and the months that follow.

Oh I love this time of year. It’s starting to happen.

I totally diminished the size of the rose bush. I needed to get rid of as much thick or turning to brittle branches as possible.

Simple pruning scissors couldn’t do the job, all the time. So that’s when I took out the AXE.

I was amused at myself as much as anyone waking past today was amused by me.

But in the end, my deep prune has now allowed room for fresh, new growth.

I can’t wait.

But wait, there’s more! I can’t end on that, (as beautiful as that image is with a cameo from baby girl)… not when I made, bread.

Focaccia bread.

I found this recipe on Marion Grasby’s social media some time ago, and have been gearing myself up to make it for weeks.

It is soooo simple. You need to let the dough rise overnight, but even that in itself is easy. There is a fair bit of patience, but the steps to get there are really really really really simple.

It’s actually the perfect recipe to make while you’re at home over 2 days…

And let’s face it, I have been at home over 140 days (going by my ‘getting there’ posts during corona ⬆⬆⬆).

Before…

And after.

(Check out my insta profile for that insane ‘CRUNCH’ knife action! To die for!)

It was delish! I am so happy!

Making way for new roses, and making way for new recipes!

Food for the tummy… and food for the soul.

It was a great day, overall. Isolation and ALL.

#1558 Day 60 of getting there: the kite

You see, we kind of think we know everything as parents.

Sure, we kinda do. We are the older ones, experienced ones, mature ones, and the responsible ones.

But it doesn’t necessarily mean we know what’s best, ALL the time.

This afternoon baby girl wanted to fly her kite. That is all. In 14 degree, wind-less weather, she wanted to run outside, in the biting cold, and run around.

I said NO.

She was still coughing. Albeit not as much as me, but it was still there. She still had snots, occasionally coming out of her nose.

With school’s return so close around the corner, I wasn’t having it.

She kicked up a fuss and stormed off into her room. I let her cool off for a bit before I went in, starting to second-guess myself.

“Hey… what about 5 minutes only?”

She RAN.

And I watched her. I watched her run up and down the yard, the speed forcing the kite in the otherwise still air to rise up.

Up and down, up and down, up and down.

She was puffing after her 16th attempt. And I realised in that moment…

We don’t always know it all. Sure we have reasons why we do, and say, what we do, and say…

But sometimes it’s as simple as…

She KNOWS. She knows what she needs.

And the girl, needed to run.

#1547 Day 49 of getting there: all I need on Mother’s Day

Of course it was always going to be a different Mother’s Day, but it’s not the first I’ve spent away from my Mum and sister… it’s happened before.

Nonetheless, I knew it might be a hard one… and yet the attention and care of my baby girl and Hubbie made me feel so loved and doted on all day.

She gave me a billion ‘Happy Mother’s Day’s, kissed and hugged me countless times, and wanted to make sure I was having the best day.

I had face time with my Mum, and my sister. Seeing both their faces made my heart so warm.❤❤❤

I don’t care all that much for the presents. All I want are the words.

The words give me all the feels.

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And the pink. Pink is good too on a day like today. ♥

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What gives me the greatest joy though, are the simple things…

Like just the mere fact, that because of her, I am a Mother.

All because of baby girl. 😍

So today, as I thank my Mum for giving me the best upbringing, with unconditional love, care and affection…

I also thank baby girl for making me a Mum. And making me the happiest woman in the world. 🥰🥰🥰

#1536 Day 38 of getting there: the never-too-late Anzac biscuits

I had the ingredients for these bikkies on Saturday, but after the time, effort and dishes required to do my sweet potato gnocchi, I was feeling like I didn’t wanna do any kind of cooking/baking task anytime soon.

Only the thing was, these Anzac biscuits are the easiest to make.

Either way, I had a break on the weekend, and today on this cloudy and rainy day, I whipped these up really quickly.

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Now I’m no massive Anzac bikkie fan. But when I come across a recipe that –

a) I have the ingredients for, and

b) is soooo easy

I just can’t help myself. It’s like the recipe is calling me.

These gave off the most wonderful smell as they baked in the oven, and the crunch and deliciousness were most definitely there when it came time for taste-testing.

As I get progressively more and more ‘over’ store-bought sweets, I am so happy to now have a massive batch of these guys to keep my coffee company over the next week. 😉

#1522 Day 24 of getting there: Take a walk on the simple side

One of the great things that will come out of this coronavirus isolation period (and I guarantee there will be many things that people will come to really appreciate) is that people will be much more connected to nature.

It’s all there is really. Walking, exercising. It’s the one saving grace.

And it’s become ours too.

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I think we’ll all realise just how simple and beautiful our lives can be, by just going outside. By going back to nature, enjoying the free and natural parts of life, that are all accessible just by stepping out the front door.

I’ve come to really rely on our end of day walks. And the photo I snapped above?

That part of the walk is my favourite.

WHY?

Because there’s a house off the path there somewhere, with a real fireplace. And the smell of firewood burning as we walk past…

MMMM.

It smells amazing.

It makes me feel like we’re on holiday.

It makes me feel the way we used to feel, back when we lived on the other side of town, and would travel down here, to our now sea change house, back then our getaway sea change destination of choice… (PHEW).

And I love it. I love feeling like we’re away, if only a moment, especially when we can’t go further than out our front door, or at the very most, around the block.

And isn’t that amazing? How nature can make us feel? ♥♥♥

 

 

 

#1519 Day 21 of getting there: a different Easter

Big days feel a whole lot different when you’re not with your usual circle.

Because today I realised, it’s your circle that makes your big days, BIG.

Without them, it just feels like any old day.

On this day of Easter 2020, we did our best to make things special in the absence of that circle.

Hot cross buns for brekkie.

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Easter egg hunt.

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A big lunch. We did what we could to make it less than ordinary.

But I won’t lie, it was hard. This is one of the first iso days where I really struggled. A day that’s spent with the love and laughter of our closest family – all of that was sorely missed.

But I know this won’t last. I know better days are coming. I know that days like this, so sweet and precious, simple and true, will make those big family days so much more appreciated.

3 and a half weeks down. At least 4 more weeks to go.

I miss my family so much. All you out there – stay home! I need to see my circle and I’d like to do it this season if possible, thanks.