first beachin babe

So our first trip to the beach was a little overwhelming for my angel... I guess as big people its easy to forget that as a little person the world as we know it is a very big place... and then the beach, the ocean, well its enough to make one feel a little serious and contemplative of one's place in life.  I am sure my angel will come to love it in time...

Munch on...

So my little angel is not eating enough... and she is still not putting on enough weight...(a problem she clearly did not get from her mummy!).  So at the moment we eat every chance we get...as much as we can... thus sometimes the only remedy for my independent little angel's attempts to feed herself is a strip down and bath!

Distinction

So I recently submitted an assignment... I was busy and distracted by life... I struggled to consider study a priority compared to spending time with my gorgeous child, keeping on top of the daily chores, catching up with lovely friends, enjoying the bursting of spring in the garden, and generally sucking the juices of life.  To sit down at a computer and write about first world political manipulation of the third world through aid just seemed, well, a bit removed from the delicious realities of my daily world... so I moaned and I pouted and I finally slapped something together that I knew was a huge compromise on what I was capable of doing.  I winced as I read over it at 4:50pm on the day it was due.  I crossed my fingers that it would pass, and hit send.  Friends tried to reassure me that it was probably better than I thought it was...but I insisted that "no"...this time I really had done a bodgy job.  I consoled myself with the rationale that really, at the moment, a pass was all I really wanted.
Today I got my result. 
A Distinction.
Sure - its broken my straight High Distinction record... but seriously... a distinction?  what is the standard of university study coming to???
Not that I am not pleased... but I would be prouder if I thought that I had earned it!

Happy Half Birthday!!

So my gorgeous wonderful special little angel girl is 

6 months old today.  

For 6 months she has charmed, smiled, giggled, puked, danced, pooed, wriggled, yelled, raspberried, coo'ed, played and delighted.  For 6 months my angel has filled my heart and my days with love.  For 6 months my angel has lived.  For 6 months I have woken each morning filled with gratitude and wonder.  For 6 months I have known new parts of myself, parts that can love endlessly, work tirelessly, sleep little but smile much.  For 6 months I have enjoyed the love and support of my wonderful family and fantastic friends as they have shared my angel's journey.  For 6 months we have had the pleasure, the honour, the joy of knowing my little angel girl.

Everyday in every way everything is different to anything I have ever known before, and yet I know without a doubt that I am exactly where I should be, doing exactly what I want most to do, and loving it.

Happy Half Birthday my angel.

Thank you for choosing to come to me, thank you for trusting me, thank you for sharing your life with me.

Live your life so that your children can tell their children that you not only stood for something wonderful - you acted on it.
Dan Zadra

forest flower

A girl went strolling down her path, through the trees and dappled sunshine... 
Singing songs as she strolled, she smiled happily as the friends in her forest sang harmony.  
Hand in hand with her little angel child, the girl admired the path travelled and the way ahead... smooth pebbles, soft rich fertile soils... 
Singing songs as she strolled, the girl smiled happily as she carried in her heart her loved ones, feeling at them close and feeling held.  
Singing songs as she strolled the girl noticed a tiny flash of colour by the path-side and, interested, she paused to behold... 
Curiously she peaked, softly she brushed the brambles aside, gently she touched the colours... a rare and beautiful flower.  
Beneath the brambles a flower bloomed softly, sweetly, scenting the air, nodding to the girl.  
And the girl smiled, gathered the flower to her... and together they started to sing.

One person can make a difference, 

and every person must try.

John F Kennedy

Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and to be that perfectly...
St Francis de Sales

What a beautiful quote for today.  And this I strive to live by.  Often I, like most people, get nervous, self conscious, unsure of myself... but in my head I play a loop - well worn and familiar by now - of reassuring words , telling myself that really, people must like me for just who I am if they are to like me at all - and since I like who I am, it stands to reason that any person of value to me will like me too :-)