The best years


Sunday, 27 April 2014: One Year, Three Weeks and Five Days Old.

I realised today that one day I’ll probably look back on this time of my life and think they were the best years I’ve ever had.

When that time comes, I don’t want to find myself wishing I’d realised it “back then”, I’d much rather feel lucky for having taken the time to appreciate it while I lived it.

This whole epiphany came about this afternoon while Hubby and I were doing reno’s in the backyard and Ayla was trying her darnedest to “help” us.

As usual I was worrying about the sun, the grass, the power tools, the heat, the attention Ayla wanted and wasn’t getting, and the priority I was putting on renovating instead of Ayla.

But all of a sudden it was like I was looking through a lens and I felt so very grateful.

Although things are crazy busy, overwhelming and sometimes stressful – trying to find the balance between motherhood, career, renovating and studying isn’t easy – I’m blessed with all the things that matter.


History and future


Thursday, 30 January 2014: Three Hundred and Four Days Old.

Ayla and I visited one of my old school friends and her six week old baby boy today.

As we sat around the kitchen table and caught up on old times I found my heart warmed by how easy it was to talk with someone who’s known me so long.

Although my friend and I had fallen out of touch over the years (this was only our third catch up since 2005) it was our two beautiful babies who brought us together.

New life is amazing.

Ayla has changed my world – the way I see it, the way I value it and the way I live it – and it’s clear that Baby James has done the same for my friend.

My friend and I now share not only our history but our futures as well.

And although there’s thousands of kilometres between us our friendship has been refreshed as if we’d moved in next door, and I have my Baby Ayla to thank for it.


Pulled herself up


Sunday 8 December 2013: Two Hundred and Fifty One Days Old.

Ayla pulled herself up today!

She had been sitting next to me on the couch and was crawling all over me, giving me lots of kisses and cuddles like usual.

But after I sat her back down beside me for the hundredth time (all that love-filled pulling and grabbing gets a bit much after a minute or two!), Ayla decided to try something new.

Instead of leaning forward onto my lap, Ayla reached up to grab the top of my dress.

She then gritted her little gummy jaw and pushed with her feet until she was standing beside me.

Ayla was SO pleased with herself! She knew she’d done something pretty awesome and I was simply shocked!

It all happened in slow motion but it was like time flew by into the future for a moment.

I saw myself telling my then-big Baby Ayla to stop jumping on the couch!