life in a year

A month ago my little Millipede turned 1!

A whole year, I can't believe it. Life has changed alot in that year. And then changed back again, and then changed once more, and on it went. As each day I filled with more and more adoration. Remember at first when I loved his little arms that could not reach beyond the top of his head? Now I love his perfectly formed micro-calves. I love that he pokes his little pointer finger into any little gap it fits, mostly at the moment they live in his earholes. And I love that he loves music, laughing, his dad, reclining on things for a little rest, and practicing swimming on the kitchen floor.

We've just discovered (after a couple of scary moments) he is anaphylactic to peanuts, and my heart lurches with worry about how to keep him safe. (Did you know peanuts/peanut oil can sometimes lurk in vegetable oil, nutmeg and shampoo??!!! Just to name a few!)



But mostly this year I have learnt new things about myself. I have learnt that I will do just about anything to hear him laugh. I have learnt that I absorb and cling onto bits of advice that I hope will help me be a better mum. Here are some from various sources:

- Let the love that's in your heart beam on your face each time they enter the room (not the critical "what the hell have you rubbed through your hair now?" face).

- Always ask what's wrong when he's crying or whinging, never just assume.

- Include him.

... There are more, but for now I am besotted.

hard cover

I had a dream last week where I was in a teahouse (built in a tree) where all the floors and 1/2 way up the walls were made completely of old hard cover books!

Very much like this amazing side table made by Tytie on Etsy.

featured on etsy

My good friend Cath, from My Bearded Pigeon and Chunky Chooky fame, maker of gorgeous cushions and many other wonders, is featured seller on Etsy this weekend!!!!

Check out her sweet interview here.

So proud of her!

afternoon tea

While preparing afternoon tea the other day I happened to notice how each of our cups seemed to embody our personalities. :)

mullet skirts WTF

I was all reved-up and set to do a "WTF is the deal with those mullet skirts!!!?" post...



But then when I set of in search for some accompanying images I found a few that kinda pull it off.



Now I'm conflicted. Very conflicted...

Thoughts?

a little bit knitty

While I'm distracted trying to work out why half my baby's face turned red and puffed up on the weekend* (giving me a heart attack in the process I might add), I thought I'd fill this void with some lovelies from talented stylish ETSYites.

Here you go, enjoy:




*NOTE: I crammed him into the car and raced him to the afterhours clinic, watching more of his face blow-up on the way... of course by the time I got there he'd returned to normal colour and shape and was giggling happily, needless to say the doctor couldn't see anything wrong!!!!
It had been a few hours since he ate anything, we were inside playing at the time... any ideas?

busted

Early this morning, while my family slept, I spontaneously jumped in the pool for a swim. It was great! I cannot tell you the last time I swam, usually I'm hanging onto Millipede, swoooshing him around in the water. But this time I had free hands to do with as I pleased.

After a few laps and a bit of a float, the excitement of the "me-time" got the better of me and I started to muck about. I won't be confessing to the embarrassing details, but basically I got a bit too gleeful and silly and, well, completely carried away... and I crashed!!!

Now I'm sporting a busted top lip:

1. Half my lip has swollen huge, like I've chickened out of one of those Hollywood pouty duck-mouth jobs, after only one shot of the silicon.

2. I have a cut which looks like a giant cold sore.

3. And a bruise which will be mistaken all week for a hefty moustache.


Whoooot-wooo, pretty.



(Despite the disfigurement, I still had a great morning.)