babe in arms

And just like that, they're too big to hold like this.

I remember some of the last times I held Little L up above my head, or propped her casually and easily on one hip as I had been doing for months and months - and I can remember thinking to myself that I wouldn't be able to do it for much longer. She would be too big.

And now, I am making sure I hold Little E up in the air at least a hundred times a day - her hair taking flight as I zoom her around, and oh, those little squeals of delight! And I don't mind carrying her on my hip, especially when she reaches her little arm around to my back and gives me a little pat.

Because now, when I pick Little L up - all 5 years and 21 kilos of her, I recall when the weight of her wasn't so heavy in my arms. I remember when she wasn't all arms and legs. When she too, fitted perfectly in the crook of my arm. I do love her soft hand holding mine as we walk along, but how I miss her smallness...

So, I will cherish these moments of being able to carry my baby girl, because it won't be long before I'll have to put her down and take her hand as she walks along with her big sister. 

"I hold my whole world in my arms, every time I hold my baby."

winter on the coast

It's a long winter around here. The chill in the air creeps in sometime around May, the mornings become crisp and it seems to take all day before the fog clears.

It leaves some time between August and September - the blue skies bringing with them that promise that summer isn't too far away.

So, in the meantime, we have this..............  

Until this..............

this moment

It's been almost a year since my last post! A whole year! The older I get, the quicker the years fly by - it's true. One minute I'm swaddling my first born against cold winter nights, and the next I'm packing her lunchbox and waving her off to kinder. I measure them against the pantry door, the lines getting higher and higher as the months roll on. Their growth both saddens and excites me.
So I photograph, I write, I document all the moments that I can - because I've learnt how quickly they disappear when I'm not paying attention. And I'm going to try and keep this fresh and updated, because I would love to sit with my girls one day and look back on it - when they are big enough to understand how very precious these memories are to me, and them... x

this little light of mine.......

cher-ish

verb /'CHeriSH/

1. Protect and care for (someone) lovingly

2. Hold (something/someone) dear

3. Think of longingly or lovingly

when the north west blows

It wouldn't be winter without Pines...

6 months old

Happy Half Birthday, Little E.... x

rainy days and mondays

Perfect for splashing in puddles and making bunting!