hope

i hold a lot of hope for 2011. i of course hope for all those affected by the floods find strength, compassion, love and support. we feel for them and they are in our thoughts.
the hope i'm most holding onto for 2011 is that my little poppet and i can get through the year too unscathed. without seeing too many doctors, specialist appointments & hospital visits. the last 6 months have been exhausting and i am ready for this year to be an all good one. i hope for everyone this year is better than the last!

nothing like it

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theres nothing quite like arriving home after a full on day at work (still paying for not being open on the public holiday) and being greeted by one very happy and excited little poppet cause mama is home. playing pretend on the surfboard in the lounge room, drawing with pen at the big table, catching bubbles and then sitting down to homemade lasagne. my day got one hell of a lot better. hope you had a lovely friday and you and yours have a fabulous weekend xo

my birthday girl

this time last year I was in the midst of contractions. i can not believe that this time last year i was soon to give birth to my little baby girl and just how fast that year has gone. she's one today and grown up beyond believe. she's stubborn, gentle, trouble, cheeky, adventurous, bold, sweet, mischievous, naughty, kind, loving, inquisitive, chatty, brave. i never really knew how much personality could be in one so small. i love her beyond words and can not imagine my life without her she makes my world. i am a very lucky mama. we clash already and i know there will be hellish times but i also know we will come out the other side strongly bonded and friends. happy first birthday my angel i'm looking forward to many more milestones with you and thank you for being mine. xox

blue

i am feeling a little woe me at the moment. my darling little bundle of joy who is (oh my god where has the year gone) a month shy of one year has been far far far from a delight today, wouldn't sleep (not uncommon), hitting me cos' didn't want to go to sleep, be rocked or any of the usual methods, is teething so biting me, spitting and spraying her food out, refusing her bottle and discovered screaming for attention, irritation, joy, delight, frustration, etc you get the picture...
and the man has escaped for a bucks weekend, no i'm not resentful, he works hard too but cant help feeling a little abandoned and doubt i'll have much hair left by sunday as it'll have been pulled out. don't get me wrong i love them both but think i need to pop a spa package on the good old credit card asap.