Category: 366 days of novice motherhood

Home

We just arrived home from a weekend away and I was so surprised at Max’s reaction to being home.

He was the happiest I saw him all weekend.

Don’t get me wrong he had a ball adventuring, but the minute we fed and changed him after we returned home his eyes lit up, his laugh got louder, his cries receded. He was in bliss.

Home is his place of bliss, he feels safe, he likes his own bed, he likes his own toys.

His bliss.

Is your home bliss?

It doesn’t need to be perfect, it doesn’t need to be clean all the time, but does it have it’s own bliss.

I believe we are all like Max. We like our pjs, we like our couch, we like our own bed, our favourite coffee mug. We have our own moments of bliss.

Or do you?

Everyone needs their bliss, everyone needs grounding, everyone needs a place to call home.

Nuture it. De-clutter it. Create it.

Your family and your own heart will thrive.

Love my home.

A

Heart

Often we live duplicitous lives. We can make ourselves look like whatever Instagram photo we can find.

We have the capacity to make ourselves look like one thing but in reality our hearts and lives can be completely different.

Are you who you say you are?
Are you who Instagram says you are?
Are you who you family says you are?

Who are you?

I think our hearts become hard and closed and toxic when we live two lives. The one that everyone sees and the one we know exists.

Are you who who you say you are?

I want to encourage you to live an authentic life. One which adds up.

Be real, open your life up and find freedom.

A

Health

Tonight I’m at a campsite with a group of young adults and we are all going on
An adventure together.

Tonight our adventure is all about honesty.

Authenticity

Getting real

Sometimes in the realm of our health, we are not willing to truly confront the things that we know deep down we need to.

My grandfather died of skin cancer, a few years ago I had one cut out and it caused a lot of pain, cost a lot of money and ended up being a false alarm.

Since then I denied the need of getting a check up. I hated the thought of skin cancer, but I hated the thought of more surgery more.

Even a couple of suspect moles didn’t motivate me. I just ignore the problem and hoped it would go away.

I convinced myself my thoughts and secrets were just silly and I didn’t need to have that mole scan.

The crazy thing was though is the worry was eating away at my happiness.

I would have a shower and secretly fret as I saw another mole and thought the worst.

I was not honest with myself or anyone around me.

I was trapped.

Then one day this month I went and had the test. I faced up to the fear, the worry and it was over in less than an hour.

Nothing wrong.

Nothing suspect.

Years of worry and regret flicked away in a moment.

How stupid of me.

What secret worries consume you?

What do you think about when no ones asking?

What are you hiding about your health?

Confront it today.

Get real.

You will feel as free as a bird.

You can do it!

A

Home

Why am I so lazy?

Cleaning around the house is my least favourite pastime ever.

I knew I had hit an all time low this week, when my husband was ironing his work shirts and he jokingly said ‘You just cut corners’.

Truthfully I do.

I don’t shift furniture to vacuum, I put the washing machine on the shortest cycle, I roll my eyes whilst walking the bins out, I’m lazy.

I only have a bottom sheet on our bed with a doona because I can’t be bothered making the bed with another sheet to tuck in.

I’m not sure how I got to be so bad at domesticity but I am.

I know how to do it, I just don’t like it.

I would rather crochet than sweep our beach laden floors, I would rather catch up on tv than hang the washing…I would rather.

So I’m thinking the whole lazy dilemma might need to be a few day journey.

Because I don’t think I have any quick answers.

Maybe sometimes lazy is okay, with a striving personality and a baby, maybe kicking back and resting isn’t all that bad sometimes.

Maybe lazy has its place.

It’s just how you go from lazy to motivated that might be tomorrows post.

For now a snooze is required and hopefully some intel on being lazy.

Much

A

Heart

It’s not until I find myself empty that I truly remember how weak I am.

It’s easy to make everyone think you have it all together, a photo here, a quote there, but to be honest and real but not attention seeking is a place where your heart is exposed and able to be healed.

I think sometimes we all just need to admit, we don’t have it all together.

Our world promotes success and motivation.

I desire authenticity and peace.

My heart can’t live in a realm that is constantly striving, but it erodes also in a place of apathy.

How can we maintain the balance of not striving yet not being lazy?

I think we need to admit daily that we don’t have it together, but increase the desire in our hearts to want more.

I am flawed
Yet
I am purposed

I think hearts that are pruned and watered in this way are the hearts that thrive.

Do you think to much of yourself?

Do you think to little of yourself?

Motivation to make a difference is found somewhere in the middle of these two.

When we all begin to think less of ourselves yet more of another, something begins to change in the atmosphere.

Is your heart sore?

Help another.

Are you frustrated and want more?

Think less

Do you want to change the world?

Get dirty

Random little musings today. It’s that type of day.

A