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Everything I need

I remember this day like it was yesterday. We’d had an early morning and I needed to get out of the house for some fresh air. I had decided i wanted to take Noah for a walk along the Bargara esplanade so I packed the pram into the car, grabbed the nappy bag and Noah and pulled the front door shut behind me – leaving the house and the car keys locked inside.

Thankfully I had dropped my phone into the nappy bag at some point so I called Hubby who had to come home from work and let us into the house again. 

So there we were, locked outside and for some reason I’d locked the car so I couldn’t even get the pram out and go for a walk anyway. We had an old park wrought iron chair out the front of the house so we sat in it for a while before Noah got restless. I pulled out the blue wrap from the bag and sat us on the grass in front of the house. I tickled him till he giggled for me, took some photos and relaxed. 

I got what I wanted – to get out of the house. I also got what I needed – to spend happy time with my new son. 

Sometimes we all need something as simple as this. To get locked out, sit on the grass and just be. Not think. Not worry. Not stress. Just be. I knew Hubby was coming and I knew that in that moment, there wasn’t anywhere else I needed to be than just being Noah’s Mum. 

Life is busy. I’m trying to say ‘Productive’ instead of ‘busy’ because I think being busy is something we all compete with lately. ‘Work is so busy I don’t have time to think.’, ‘I’m too busy to catch up’, ‘I’m too busy to do that thing for myself that I’d promised I’d do,’, ‘I’m too busy….’. But if you’re productive, you’re doing what you need to do (and here’s hoping its something you enjoy!!) so you have more time to do what you love to do. 

Or more time to do what you need to do. Like sit on the grass. 

No one ever seems to take the time out of life to just live lately. What does living mean to you? What is the lifestyle you really want and what needs to change to have that. 

Do you need to go back to basics? To be locked out so that you just stop and take stock of what you already have? Why do you need more? Do you really really need more? 

I need happy and healthy kids. I need to be able to go to the beach when I want to (which we can now!!). I need to feel fulfilled in something I do everyday. Now that doesn’t necessarily need to be work (bonus not many people have but I love what I do!), but that can be as simple as reading to Phoenix after school. Making them a Milo. Sitting with them (without my phone) and watching Shaun the Sheep before bedtime. That fills my bucket of self satisfaction and I’m pretty sure it fills theirs. 

What more do I really need to feel fulfilled? To feel like I’m living? If I’m honest – nothing. 

Maybe it takes getting locked out to realise we already have everything we need.

A smile, a giggle and a memory. 


Our own little date.

I miss them. They’re both at school this year and I’ve been missing hanging out with them more than I expected I would. 

Last year there was time I could spend with each of them during the week. I had time between school and day care pick up to hang with Noah, then whole days with Phoenix while he was at school. We don’t have that one on one time anymore and I’m not the only one who notices it. 

“Mum, can just you and me go out on a date? Then we can come back and you can go with Phoenix.” Noah asked me the other day. It made my heart melt to know that he feels the same way I do.  

Yesterday afternoon I decided we needed to rebel from homework and after school routine. We went straight from school to a little store I know and each chose an ice-cream (Zebra Dream Coconut Ice-Cream FYI – amazing!), then sat together in the sun and shared them. We relaxed, chatted about their school day, living near the beach and my upcoming trip to NZ. It was the most stress-free I’ve felt in ages. Completely relaxed and just,  happy. 

Then I took them to a shop to try on a dress and it all turned to shit. 

But for a short time that afternoon I realised that our life is perfect. It’s how we spend our time with our loved ones that can make the world of difference. An afternoon of ice-creams and chatting can make everything align perfectly. 

And I realised they’re both getting so big now. I need to stop blinking. 

I spy…

Playing a quick game of ‘I Spy’ with the kids before bed. Phoenix always chooses ‘P’ because that’s the only letter she knows straight away (and the answer is always ‘Phoenix!’). Noah’s getting pretty good at connecting the letters to sounds (except C for Crown and K for Kettle). But I just love the guesses they come out with when it’s my turn…

“I spy with my little eye, something beginning with C. That’s a c- c- sound…”

Phoenix yells, “Photos!”

Laughing “Try again.” I say

Noah, “Cooking!”

“Nope!” I reply

Phoenix, “Flowers!”

“Not quite,”

Noah, “Cup Cakes!”

Phoenix, “I want to eat a cup cake!”

“Nope, that’s not what I spy. Ready for me to tell you?”

Both, “Yes!”

“Clock! For Bed Time!”

Both yell “No!!”

The game continues for a few more minutes before they get distracted by animal cards, but I love the few moments we focus on playing together.

New Year, Less Challenges


Every year I resolve to write more on my blog.

Every year it gets to about now and I start to feel guilty because I haven’t lived up to my own challenge. Along with everything else that’s going on in my life and all the other challenges I set myself.

That’s a bit stupid, right? That feeling of guilt…? Thought so.

So this year I didn’t. I didn’t resolve to write more here because I’m already writing and I want to focus on finishing at least one of the few novels I have started.

I didn’t resolve to write more because I have a family that needs me first.

I didn’t resolve to write more because I’m already challenged with my Thermomix work, and I love it.

I didn’t resolve to write more because I want it to just happen naturally, rather than because I’m forcing myself and feeling guilting about it.

I didn’t resolve to write more because I know I’m already posting more with my Cookbook challenge.

And how much can I really challenge myself anyway? I like a good challenge. In fact, I would go so far as to say I thrive on it. I love the idea of smashing through a goal and the feeling of pride I get in my own work that comes with it, totally up my alley.

But where do I draw the line?

Do I challenge myself to cook new dish every week? Work out at the gym a certain amount of times a month? Write however many posts I set for myself. Finish however many chapters of my first draft I choose?

All while putting my family first and spending time with them.

In 2016, I resolve that I’m already challenged enough. 

Family always comes first.

I’m already meeting challenges for work.

I’m completing my cookbook challenge, because damn it it’s the second one I’ve done and I want to actually finish it. 

I want to stay healthy. Not push myself, but not fall by the wayside either. Just stay healthy.

I want to get over my hair. Or my lack of hair. And to stop letting it rule me and how I see myself and just to get the fuck over it. 

Most of all I want to remind myself to be Grateful for everything we have. A stable life. Our health. Our family. Love. A roof over our head and spending money in the wallet. A holiday when we need it.

To be Grateful for life, not to challenge myself to be grateful. Just be.

Today I’m Grateful For…


Life seems to have it’s own surprises in store for us lately. Opportunities that unexpectedly present themselves. Endless waiting. The land of limbo doesn’t suit me well, I end up feeling stressed beyond belief; the what if’s circling around my head like a shark around it’s prey. I’ve found my shoulders tight with the tension of stress and a cranky attitude, snapping more than usual at the ratbags.

So I’ve taken myself to the gym to work off the bad moods. Gritting my teeth through RPM and Pump then stretching out my overworked muscles with Balance. Calming down for the week. Watching a funny movie with Hubby. Dancing like nobody’s watching with Phoenix every time she asks me to. Which is often.

I’m looking at the bigger picture. Finding gratitude in all the wonderful things we have right now. Which is a lot. We have healthy children. A beautiful home to live in. Hubby and I both have jobs and money to pay the bills, buy the groceries and even a coffee or two out with. Noah’s in a good school with a fantastic teacher. Phoenix is happy in her day care. I LOVE my job with Thermomix. And while we live in a tiny remote town, it’s a wonderful community. I stop and chat to someone nearly every time I go to Coles, which while some people would prefer the anonymity, I love the friendships I’ve made here.

This week I’m grateful for all of that. I’m grateful for that my friends little boy powered through another major surgery. I’m grateful for morning Skype’s with my Mum and the squeals of my kids when they realise Nanny’s on the phone. I’m grateful that Hubby can come home from work to us every night. I’m grateful for my kids imaginations, keeping me on my toes and constantly inspired.

The best way to get rid of stress and angst? Tell that inner voice that’s shouting all the what if’s to Shut up and Dance.

Today I’m Grateful For…


My parents live in our family home, a street or so back from a quiet little beach. In the afternoons, when the sun would cast it’s golden rays along the shore, we’d walk down to the sand. The feel of it between my toes, always warm from the day’s heat yet always relaxing. Always home.

This sign is along that walk. It used to display something else, but time and weather had worn it away. The last time I was there it had been repainted and now proudly tells everyone who walks or drives past to ‘Love Each Other’.

Best sign ever.

This week seems longer and I completely attribute that to the busy-ness of it. Not only has school holidays well and truly set in but Hubby went away for a few days of RnR, I hosted some training for work at my place, the kids went mental from the full moon…

I’m very Grateful it’s Sunday.

Today I’m Grateful for….

  • Encouragement. Especially in regards to work. Training to help skill me to be a better consultant, encouragement to head in the right direction, hitting goals and setting new ones.
  • My Husband. Even though he’s currently on the couch dying of the Man-flu. I noticed my short patience with the kids when he wasn’t here and how much more I have when I know he’s around to back me up if I need it. There are plenty of days I need it.
  • I’m nearly always Grateful for Coffee, right? I suppose if Noah actually like to sleep past 5:40 am, coffee probably wouldn’t be held so close. And clung too.
  • My happy and healthy (although snotty!) children. Nothing is more of a blessing than that.

What are you Grateful for today?

My Ultimate Wish List

Ultimatewish list

Lately I’ve been reading ‘Blog Posts Suggestion’ lists, as a way to be a little more inspired to write here more often and one of the suggestions I found was your ‘Ultimate Wish List’. I am so down with that.

I’m a huge believer in just asking for what you want. Not necessarily to someone directly, but more so putting it ‘out there’ somewhere, in the world. Ask verbally, write it down, journal it, sing it, scrapbook it, vision board it, blog it. Just ask.

Because if you don’t ask for what you want, how will it know to come to you?

Around Christmas time I usually publish a ‘Christmas Wish List’ kind of post. It started as a way to give Hubby a helping hint but as the years went on I realised it was one of the best ways I was asking for the things I desired. Then as the next year pasted, almost everything made it’s way to me. Simply because I asked for it.

So, what’s in my Ultimate Wish List?

1. A cure for Alopecia. I will always put this out there as it’s something I crave above everything else. Living with Alopecia for nearly 8 years I’ve come to some kind of acceptance with my hair but my confidence even now still takes a battering when I have a new spot to cover. No, it’s not a life threatening illness and yes, it’s only hair-loss but that can make a massive difference to anybody’s confidence and their life. You can ready more about my Alopecia journey here. If there is one thing I crave over anything else it’s a full head of hair.

2. A Successful Business. All my adult life I’ve yearned to run my own successful cafe. I’m at the point where I’m mentally ready to start but my family isn’t at the right stage. We want to wait until Phoenix is at school before committing to such a big venture. The older I get the more certain I am about my Cafe. It’s going to be health food focused with a small deli and fantastic coffee. I want cream walls with green and brown trimmings, giving it a natural earthy feel. I’ve already started working on my menu, with a huge emphasis on seasonal produce. It even has a name. It’s just out there waiting for me to start. (upon re-reading this post I’ve realised I already have a successful business with Thermomix. I’m loving how it’s allowing me to learn more about running a business without the demands of a full-time cafe business just yet. Easing into my dream…) 

3. Disneyland! Because, honestly, who doesn’t want to go there.

4. Travelling.  I want to eat a croissant in France. Pizza in Italy. Bangers and Mash in England. I’ve crossed off Laska in Thailand and Sushi in Japan already, but my Ultimate holiday is a food holiday where I leave the scales at home and bring my digestive tablets with me.

5. Living closer to Family. Living in a rural Mining town, many many many hours away from my family has brought home what really matters. One day, when we have the cafe maybe, I hope to live much closer to my sisters and parents. In the same town even. The isolation can be very hard out here at times and I yearn to be able to duck around to my sisters place for a cuppa.

Okay, so at this point in time, that’s my Ultimate Wish List. What’s on your list? 

Sunday Gratefulness

The Secret-2

Trying to do something weekly would be okay if the weeks weren’t flying by. Some days I feel like we’re dancing through them and enjoying every moment and others feel like I’m just holding on by the seat of my pants.

Every Sunday I intend on posting my Sunday Gratefulness post along side sending a weekly work report and other emails that need sending out, but my post only seems to happen about 12 times a year at the moment.

Could time slow down a little please?

This week I’m grateful for:

  • The Water Park, our local playgrounds and Netflix – making the most of school holidays.
  • Cooler weather. Might not be the Autumn I desire but at least we can now go outside at 5pm without getting heatstroke.
  • Sleep-in’s and Pancakes

What are you grateful for this week?

Sunday Gratefulness


Oops. I blinked and it’s Sunday again.

I spent a lovely day shopping all by myself today. A long drive in and out of a nearby town, but so worth it. Found a gorgeous dress. Had lunch with a beautiful friend. Enjoyed today to myself before the long drive home to my family and a house that was (is still) in desperate need of cleaning.

Cleaning can always wait in my book.

Today I’m Grateful For:

  • Today. Being an adult and going clothes shopping without fuss. Doesn’t happen often.
  •  My healthy children.
  • The ability to grow and learn about myself.
  • Sleep. And Coffee
  • Head wraps and scarves. Instilling confidence where I’m lacking.

What are you Grateful for this week? 


Take the time this Christmas.

Christmas is…

Noah and Elmo


Kids being kids. This was Noah, three years ago. I was sitting on the floor opposite him, taking photos with my brand new DSLR while being a full 9 months pregnant with his little sister, who was born the very next day.

Noah sat there for a good 20 minutes, which is forever as a two year old, and played with his new Elmo. I know he got more gifts than this one this Christmas (I have many many terribly taken photos to prove that) but this one he loved and played with the most. And while the batteries currently need replacing, even Phoenix loves it and will sit and bang on the drums singing to the beat of her own tune.

I don’t do big presents for the kids at Christmas time. We’re lucky enough to be able to give the kids whatever they need throughout the year, saving big things for Birthdays. Especially seeing as Phoenix’s is on Boxing Day. Christmas is a time for family. Gifts are exchanged, pancakes enjoyed for breakfast before stuffing our faces with lunch. An afternoon lounging in a paddle pool, trying to escape the scorching Queensland sun is had before we all claim to be too full from lunch for dinner, but can somehow find a little extra room for trifle and christmas cake.

Christmas is laughs and love. Taking time to enjoy the little things. Watching the kids enjoy their new toys over the top of our new book, through a camera lens or just while enjoying a glass of bubbly. Or two.  Or ten.

Take the time this Christmas to enjoy the little things. 🙂