Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Winter Rose.

Every night, after the kids are in bed, the house is picked up, and all my work is done for the day....

I find solace outside on my front porch. 

 Wrapped tightly in a warm blanket, hands holding a cup of hot chamomile tea, I sip my drink and I BREATHE. BREATHE. BREATHE. 

 Let the stress of the day out. Enjoy a moment, and be grateful for life. My lovely red rose bush is always there to greet me. This is what she looked like this morning.



Thursday, October 18, 2012

My sweet boy. Age 3.

Rockwell David is celebrating his third birthday tomorrow. It will be a day full of toys, cakes, friends and parties.

 But quietly inside, I celebrate Rockwell being a cherished part of our family. 

 How grateful I am to have him in my life. 

 When Rockwell was born I literally gasped when I saw him for the first time. His beautiful little face was perfect in every way. I was smitten from day one. 

 Fast forward 3 years, and here he is, my most beloved little boy. Beautiful as ever, Sweet as ever. And every bit his mama's little guy.



Tuesday, August 21, 2012

good times...

Image by Marianne Taylor at the Beloved Workshop


The past few months have been pretty intense.. what with the burglary back in March we started wedding season as if we'd been spun round and let go... but in the past few weeks it feels like everything has started to settle down.  We finally feel (after 3 years) like we're getting on top of things and that we're now driving the business rather than the business driving us.  Where I've seen this the most is with our work/life balance.

For the past few years I'll be honest my work/life balance sucked.  There was no balance. We were both working from home.. sitting in our pyjamas all day surrounded by washing up, most days not stepping out of the front door.. no fresh air, not much real human interaction and then we'd drive to weddings at the weekend, shoot, drive, pack, unpack (sometimes).. Sundays we'd work.. we'd meet couples, shoot, edit.  Through the week I'd start work at 11am and work through til midnight.. we'd eat crap constantly.. anything for convenience.. anything for a little reward for working so hard, we smoked, we occasionally socialised, crowbarring it in between the massive to do list and feeling guilty any time I wasn't sat in front of my computer replying to emails or editing.. we were loving the job but I stopped caring about me.. and that had to change.

Since the office move EVERYTHING has changed.  We get up and get dressed, we come to work, we see real people, we get out in the fresh air, we work normal hours, we're more productive, we now have our home back, I sit on the sofa of an evening and watch a DVD, I sit in my pyjamas on a Sunday when the rest of the world also sits in their pyjamas, we eat healthily, we quit smoking, we book little holidays in peak wedding season, we make time to socialise and spend time with each other, I don't reply to emails after hours, I make time for personal projects and the best thing by far is now we have bikes and we ride to work! Thirty minutes there and back every day that gives me the space to not look at Twitter/fb/emails.. to not only exercise but to really have some time for myself.. and see the world around me.  It might sound crazy but I've never felt so free as I do riding my bike.. it's the best thing I've ever done.. :)

So how's your work/life balance coming along?  What things would you like to change? Maybe writing them down might help to make them happen.. :)


Thursday, April 19, 2012

ONE!!!

ONE!  I say that with a big hurrah and a little sniff sniff.  The first year is by far my
least favorite year but I'm learning to appreciate it more and more.
By the time I love it I'll be done having kids which seems to be getting closer and closer.
Am I really that old?  It seems like it will never end but it also seems way too soon to be over.
Anyways, this is my 3rd post today but who is counting - woot woot!!!
Just for the record - all I ever want is for a one year old to grab two big handfulls and shove it in their
 mouth..... it has yet to happen.  Not fair.  I wanted my own little one to do it soooooo BAD!!!!!
I think I need to have a practice round - too much work.