Merry Christmas

It has been a crazy couple of months.
I'm popping in to say Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from Boo and I.
I hope to be back soon xx

Were have I been, what have we been doing?

- No daycare for a couple of weeks due to Boo's carer having major dental work done so we have been on lots of adventures.
- I have had a sick boy, just a virus but he was very clingy.
- I have been really busy with work. I launched my Christmas special so I have heaps of photo sessions on. I am not complaining.

That's it in a nutshell.

And here it is in photographs...

Since My Last Post

I updated my last post with my phone. I have only just noticed it didn't work. Appologies for those concerned and waiting on my results.

It's all good. I had my stitches out last week and got the all clear. Yay!


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I have had a birthday. Yes I am a year older...blah. It was meant to be low key which I was happy about... really... but my family and friends wouldn't allow that. So I ended up celebrating for 3 days with dinners and lunches and loads of birthday cakes! Nice to have such wonderful people in my life.


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I have had two 17 year old International students staying with me for a week, they are studying in Queensland and came to Sydney for a week of holidays. I was only meant to give them accommodation , but I ended up taking them sight seeing. I couldn't help myself, Boo and I love adventures so really it was not a problem at all. But it did keep us very busy. I am looking forward to getting back into our usual routine and claim back some me time.


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We have had some unusually hot Spring days so I managed to have my first ocean swim. Bliss. I can't wait to make the beach a part of our weekly routine.

Stupid Mole (With Update)

On Friday evening I had a really itchy back. I tried to get Boo to scratch for me but all he does is tickle and we both end up on the floor laughing. So the next best thing was a door frame. It was relieved but it continued to itch and I continued to scratch. I thought I must have a rash, why is my back so itchy.

I twisted my body in front of the mirror in attempt to see if there was anything there. There was, only it wasn't a rash it was a big mole right in the centre of my back, exactly where it was itchy. Fuck! was my first thought. I tried my best to have a good look but I am not the most flexible of people, I did notice it was raised a bit. I got my sister to have a look at it that evening. She didn't like the look of it, having had my nieces suspicious mole looked at just recently she knew what to look for. My niece is ok. So what do I do next, yep straight to Dr Google. No good, no good. I didn't like the images I saw. It has been doing my head in. All the horrible thoughts going through my head. I have an appointment at a skin cancer clinic tomorrow afternoon. I am feeling very, very anxious.

Please please....let this be nothing.

***Update***'
I am getting it cut out tomorrow then I need to wait a week for results.
All other moles on my body appear normal.
Fingers crossed.

A Catch Up Post

Boo's Birthday
So my boy turned 3! His birthday party was a huge success better than I expected. It was a Farm theme party with a pony to ride and lots of farm animals to pet all in our backyard. It wasn't going to be so big but it kind of was. I figured he missed out on one last year with my Mum passing away the week before his party was due so I made up for it this year.

Max's Birthday
Max's Birthday is and always will be two days after Boo's, I remember us wondering and kind of hoping that Boo's birthday would fall on on Max's but it didn't and that was ok. I visited Max's grave and took him a little stuffed puppy dog name Luke. I know he would love him.
I imagined him celebrating by eating mussels at his favourite restaurant and eating cake that my Mum had made him. I still miss him lots. x

Father's Day
Fathers Day was not long after here in Australia. A friend made a photo montage for Boo with all the photos they had taken together, so he can watch it when he needs to be close to his Dad. I showed it to him that morning, he loved it. Boo spoke of his Dad a lot that day, more than usual. He does get a bit mixed up though he thinks any man is called "Dad" because that is what his friends call other men, usually because they are their Dad.  He often says that his Dad is at the park and he wants to go. I take him when I can. It makes me really sad.

Getting Inked Again Part 2

My Mum was a craftswoman, she knitted, she crocheted she stitched she embroided she did it all and all really well. Bea can vouch for that she owns one of her beautiful baby blankets.
My Mum would would never sit and have still hands, she couldn't, she didn't know how to be still she would always be making something or working on some project. That was her pass time, her therapy.
She learned from her mother and her mother learned from her it was passed on over the years. It wasn't passed onto me I was never interested or any good at it when I did try but it was passed on to my sister and now her daughter.

She has piles and piles of drawings she would copy from something she would see. If she saw a design she liked she would go home get her pencil and tracing paper out and try and remember it so she could use it on her next artwork.
I have a cupboard full of her handy work. Sheets, Blankets baby blankets, cot blankets, lap blankets baby sheets, cots sheets, table clothes, tea towels bed socks lots and lots of them and so does every person in my family, she never stopped. They are all beautiful and something we will all cherish for ever and pass on to our loved ones.

So that is why I chose one her many designs as my tattoo. Here it is from my Mums original drawing to my Tattoo.

In Memory of my beautiful Mother who lost her life after a long battle with cancer.
She will never ever be forgotten. RIP

 

 

Getting Inked Again Part 1

When I got my first tattoo done after Max passed away, I didn't tell my Mum I just waited until she noticed it. When she saw it she asked what that was on my leg, so I showed her and explained what it meant. She didn't comment but I knew she wasn't impressed, she never liked tattoos and had the old fashioned mind set that only criminals and bad people had tattoos. When I saw her a week later, she asked "so when are you going to wash that thing off your leg?" I looked at her like Uh?? She repeated "when are you going to wash that thing off your leg?". I just laughed and said Mum it's a tattoo I can't wash it off. She had this shocked and really disappointed look on her face and said "the older you are getting the crazier you are becoming" I laughed again. She thought it was stick on tattoo. She got over it.

So what I am going to do today I know she wont approve of, if she is watching from above, she would be saying you have totally gone nuts. It's an idea I have had for a while. I am doing it for me. To mark her one year anniversary (yes it's been a year already since she passed away. I can't believe it either.) I am getting a new tattoo. Yep in about an hours time. I wont tell you what it is yet but I will be back with photos.

I am pretty excited.

Where have we been?

We have been on lots of little adventures, some little escapes and some day trips. I love taking Boo on adventures and he loves going on them. He just takes it all in and then talks about it for days after always asking to return to see more. I love seeing his face light up with all the new experiences, even if it is just splashing in a puddle.

I have been struggling with his behavior you could say he has been going through the terrible twos at almost 3. I have been working on it or should I say we have been working on it I think we are starting to turn a corner. Thank goodness. He has also started speech therapy which I think may be helping his behavior also.

Here are some photos from our adventures.