Category Archives: Personal

Estelle’s first night in a hotel and that experience wouldn’t be complete without trying out the white bath robes. Why do I look at this photo and imagine them doing a re-take when they are 23 and 30 (with a glass of champagne in one hand).

When you are 7 and your best friend who now lives out of town, comes over for a full day of play and it makes your heart so happy. They built houses with wooden blocks, they made an under water world in a plastic tub, they played snakes and ladders in the sunshine, they played...

When I put this years January album together for the girls I’m going to include 2 pics for today because I couldn’t decide which moment was more album worthy. Today was Estelle’s last day as a 4 month old and today she tried solids for the first time. This photo here is special because it’s...

Yes my darling Ava, keep carrying your baby sister on your hip as much as you do. Carry her and hold her so that you will never forget how it felt for her to be small in your arms. Even when my arms were tired I used to carry you. We would walk down streets...

With each of my babies I have adored this. When they are just old enough to reach out their tiny hands and play with the water in the shower. The way their delicate fingers dance under the droplets. The way they find such delight in the discovery. The purest innocence and joy. Before she was...

Hanging out.

They had a special day out with their grandparents today and the heat was getting a bit much for baby Estelle after lasts nights heat wave, so Pete & I spent the day at the shopping centre for some air con relief. When night fell, I didn’t have a photo of the day, but when I looked...

Gentle, loving and protective are the words I would use to describe how Ava is with her baby sister. 9 years and 8 months apart, yet their bond is something so close and so beautiful. It’s more than I dreamed it might be. How amazing it is to see my eldest maturing, while as she...

Every night she has a bath at golden hour. 4 months ago her tiny body lay helplessly in our hands as we swished her gently across the top of the water. The baby bath seemed like a pool with her in it. Now she places her hands on the sides as though to say, “this is...

“Mum if I had a boss named Barry and I was writing him a letter, would I write, ‘Dear Boss’ or ‘Dear Barry’? ” For the last week she has created an imaginary world where she works in an office for a boss named Barry. Her name is Rose and she has worked tirelessly on...