Celebrations & Traditions

Happy 2nd Birthday Blake!

Dearest Blake,

Happy 2nd Birthday my dear son.


Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. We have photos hanging on our wall from the newborn photo-shoot we did when you were just 6 days old. I look at those photographs every day and then I look at you – so tall, so grown – and I marvel at the fact that you were ever that tiny.

Your first year of life was a rollercoaster ride. You were an intense and challenging newborn. There was not a day that passed that you didn’t scream your little lungs out for one reason or another. I barely let you go from my arms for your first three months. We developed a strong bond but I did struggle with finding the balance between a newborn that couldn’t be put down and a two year old who needed me just as much as before you were born. Not to mention tryng to take care of myself as well as being a wife! It was a time that I look back on and I wish it could have been more peaceful and more relaxed but it is what it is. You certainly took us on a journey!

Babywearing – using the Sleepy Wrap at first and then moving onto the Ergo – saved my parenting. I couldn’t have raised two small children without either one of these items. It felt so natural and so right to have you almost womb like wrapped against my body. I wish you were small enough to fit in the wrap again, I miss that feeling so much. I just loved carrying you close to my heart and watching you fall asleep content and happy made my heart sing. Using the carriers also meant that I was more available to Hannah as my hands were free and I am sure she was just as grateful for the carriers as I was!

One thing I did not anitcipate before your birth was how well our breasfeeding relationship would grow. I am thrilled, proud and even a little suprised to say I am still breastfeeding you at 2 years of age. And it’s not just once in a while either, it is still very much an everyday part of our lives. Although you have slowed down a little over the last few months, I cannot see you completely weaning for a little while to come. I never expected to be feeding you for so long only because of how completely stressful I found breastfeeding to be with your sister. But having women around me this time that viewed breastfeeding in the healthy and respecful way it should be considered and my own research and preparation allowed me to follow my instincts and let our breastfeeding relationship take its own individual path. It has been beautiful.

At the beginning of September I decided I was ready to actively night-wean you. I had been waiting for what I felt would be the right time and although there were a few tears, we are now both sleeping all night long and it is wonderful. I won’t say that I wish I had done it earlier because it is not true. I never had any expectations – even before Hannah was born – that I would regain sleep the way it used to be before I had children. I knew that ‘sleeping through’ was never going to be an expectation I would have of my children at an early age, and I wanted to give you an opprotunity to show me whether you were going to slow down the night feedings yourself. You didn’t so I knew I was ready to lead the way with this decision after a few months of thought and discussion. And even though 4+ years of broken sleep sure is tiring I have managed, and knowing I was doing something that felt right for me and my family helped me function in a ‘new normal’.

Since you suprised us with your sex at birth, I didn’t have any time during prenancy to consider parenting a baby boy. But really it was not so different to parenting Hannah for the first year. The only novelty was being pee’d on for the first few weeks of nappy changes if we weren’t paying enough attention! However, your second year has been a slightly different story. In the last 6 months you have amazed and shocked us with your fearless and physical pursuits. I think having an older sister to copy is partly the reason for this, but the biggest is that testosterone that simmers inside little boys. There is definately a cheeky, wild streak inside you and you are not afraid to share it with the world. The bumps, bruises and scratches you have amassed are proof of that! Somedays I just have to shake my head at your antics and take a deep breath – I don’t know how you do it but you sure know how to push my buttons! And then, at other more peaceful times, you will snuggle and cuddle me and remind me how very sweet you really are. You are incredibly charming and that cheeky smile of yours will get you everything – and you seem to know it! I hope you never lose that part of yourself and I hope I can find the strength and patience to guide you into expressing it in safe and thoughtful ways.

I have been in denial of this birthday approaching Blake. I don’t think I am ready to let go of your little baby stage. Oh, I know, it has already gone along with the chubby dimples in your little hands and feet. I just breastfed you for the last time as a 1 year old and my heart grew heavy. You will now be a fully fledged toddler. I almost feel like a mama bird watching her little one begin their first flight outside the nest. I know you may stumble and fall, but I will always be here in the nest waiting for you and keeping you safe. I know I will miss your sweet babyness, but time marches on whether I like it or not so I will dry my tears tonight and smile at you in the morning, welcoming the age of 2 with open arms. I know the journey you take me on will be amazing.

Sweet baby boy, I adore you. You are my sunshine and I am forever grateful that you are in our family.

Happy Birthday.

Love Always,

Mama xx

Father’s Day 2012

Father’s Day.

A day to recognise the special men in our life who do such an amazing job being amazing fathers.

Brian is such a devoted father. It fills him with joy to have Hannah and Blake around to shower with love and affection. He looks forward to coming home from work in the afternoons to them greeting him at the gate.

His smiles and their smiles light me up inside.

I am always grateful to have this strong, kind man standing beside me during this parenting journey, but even more so on Father’s Day.

A profile of a 4 year old!

Happy 4th Birthday Hannah!!!

Hannah at 4 years old –

Favourite Colour? – Purple.

Favourite Letter? – H.

Favourite Number? – 2.

Favourite Book? – Books with animals in them.

Favourite Song? – Rumor Has It by Adele.

Favourite TV show? – Peppa Pig.

What do you want to be when you grow up? – A doctor.

What is your favourite animal? – Sheep.

What is your favourite food? – Carrots. “Rabbits are good at crunching carrots!”

Who is your best friend? – Priya

Where is your favourite place to go? – I like to go out and eat at different places, and it’s nice when Grandma comes too.

What is your favouite thing to do? – I like doing craft.

What is your favourite thing to do with Daddy? – I like fixing things with daddy.

What is your favourite thing to do with Mama? – Going to the park.

What is your favourite thing to do with Blake? – I like to play with blocks and hide and seek with Blake (and daddy).

What is your favourite toy? – The play kitchen, I like cooking cakes.

What birthday present did you love the most? – Magic Markers, cash register, dollshouse.

What makes you happy? – Dolphins jumping over waves makes me smile.

What makes you sad? – When I miss daddy when he is at work.

Things you have learned to do this past year – Swing by yourself (January 2012), Understand and follow directions such as left, right correctly (May 2012), Dress yourself completely including buckling shoes with velcro straps and doing up buttons (June/July 2012), Wrote your first word “Hello” (July 2012)

Places you have travelled in the last year – A trip to Rockhampton to visit your Daddy’s side of the family via plane with your own special seat and ticket. A lovely little holiday to Noosa in January and then a camping trip there again in February. In March we booked a flight to Sydney to meet some fabulous mama’s and stayed for a few days. In May we stayed on the Gold Coast for the weekend and went to Seaworld and Mt Tamborine for Mothers Day. And finally in August we camped at Byron Bay for the Concious Parenting and Natural Learning conference.

Funny Things You Have Said Over The Past Year –

As she sits on the toilet –

H: “Mummy you have moles, do you have moles on your belly?”

Me: “Yes, I do.” (lift up my shirt to show her my stomach).

H: points to a mole and then says,” You have a baby in your belly.” (I don’t!!!)

Me: “What do you have in your belly then?”

H: “I have a kitty-cat in my belly. It says ‘meow, meow’!” (22/10/11)

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H: ‘Look mummy, I swimming like a dolphin.’ In the bath, November 2011

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Coming home from the shops in the car, H is holding her bag of mini marshmellows that we bought

H: I have some marshmallows when we get home.

B: Yes, you can have 2 marshmallows when we get home.

H: No daddy, there is lots of marshmallows, can you see? I eat them all.

B: You can only have 2 marshmallows when you get home.

H: Daddy look, there is lots in here, I have to eat all of them! (14-12-11)

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Hannah to Blake: “Blakey, put your water in the hole-cupper. C’mon Blakey, look mine is in the hole-cupper like ‘dis!” (11/02/12)

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Upon seeing a mouse in a mouse-trap at Grandma and Grandpa’s house’ I asked Hannah what the mouse is doing in there. Hannah said, “He is just resting. Yeah, he was tired so now he is sleeping.” (15/02/12)

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Me: Will you cook on the BBQ when you are bigger?

H: No. Only boys cook on BBQ’s and I am a little girl.

Me: Maybe you can cook on the BBQ when you are a big girl?

H: No only grandpa and Dean cook on the BBQ.

Me: What does Daddy cook?

H: Toast and eggs and bacon and eggs in the morning. Bacon and eggs is daddy’s favourite. (28/02/12)

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Overheard talking to Blake in a squeky high-pitched mummy voice as she pats him on the back – ‘Don’t be sad little boy, I will take cares of you.” (13/05/12)

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“When I am bigger I will have a purple car, and a purple shop and I will drink coffee and buy rings and earrings from the shops and have red toes (nailpolish) like grandma.” (17/05/12)

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When driving past a McDonalds she mentions that the M looks like chippies then states, “Chippies are my favourite mummy, my favourite to eat. And I like soup, soup is my favourite as well.” (18/05/12)

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After playing outside, I asked Hannah, “Do you love your brother?” as we watched Blake run towards us.
She  scrunched her face up at me and answered in a sad voice, “I don’t know… he’s kind of funny.” (21/08/12)

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As I was feeding Blake on the couch and told him that there was no more milk after this feed till bedtime Hannah pipes up, “Mummy’s milk is all gone Blake, I can feed you my milk if you want?”
Later that same night as I help her out of the bath she points to her own nipples and says, “These are getting bigger Mama, and soon I will have milk like you and then I can feed Blake too!” (24/08/12)

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This was Hannah’s profile last year at age 3!