Baby Krystal

I got to meet tiny baby Krystal when she was 3 weeks old.   At three weeks of age this beautiful little girl was still smaller than my boy was on the day he was born.  I was in awe at just how massive her teeny tiny little singlet looked on her!  

A close call

When I went to take maternity photos for Ashleigh and Brendon we had no idea just how fine we had left the timing of this session!  Their beautiful baby girl was born early only a matter of days later.  I always find it amazing looking at photos of a pregnant belly and then looking at photos of a newborn... it's hard to believe that they once lived in there!

Newborn photos to follow this post shortly!  ;-)

The Way I View | Fatherhood

I was in year 5 and I bit into my jam sandwich.  For some reason I couldn't take a bite and upon opening it up I discovered that my father had written me a note, wrapped it in plastic and put it in my sandwich.   It simply said, "Got you Ollie".

My father is a fan of the silly and the absurd.

My partner Kevin and I took our children for a trip to a gorgeous place called 'Walkabout Creek' and my daughter Freya took a huge liking to two very ugly sleepy cod in the wildlife centre who she promptly named Bert and Bob.

Kevin is a fan of the silly and the absurd.

So before I knew it they were inventing grand stories together about the ugly fish talking to each other and how they in fact like to make fun of the ugly humans who walk past and stare into their tank.   On our bushwalk we came across an ampitheatre and it was the perfect opportunity for Freya and Kevin put on a little play.   They also had to check under the bridge for Bunyips.  As you do. Freya delights in their antics together.  I am delighted that Kevin fosters this.

Hope you enjoy x

Bert and Bob

As with every month, I would encourage you to click through our blog circle to see everyone's interpretations of the theme. First stop is Lily's blog.

Powerkidz

My children and I met up with a friend and her gorgeous little boys at the Brisbane Powerhouse yesterday.  We went to check out Festival Powerkidz and of course I took a few photos.  I'll be putting up a few of the photos of my own children on their blog shortly but in the meantime I couldn't resist showing this one of my friends little boy.   I took this while we stopped for an all important coffee break!

The Way I View | Motherhood

Well, this is not quite what I had in mind for this theme but I have learnt that when it comes to life what you anticipate and what you get can be two entirely different things.  Today I gave my daughter my favourite childhood doll.  My favourite colour has always been red and my grandmother had this doll made for me by one of her friends.  I aptly named her Red. 

To me what is so special about motherhood is passing along what is important to us.   Poor old Red is a bit worse for wear these days but she is the only physical thing that I held onto from my childhood.  Freya tried to be impressed.  She really did.  She told me that she would look after her and let her snuggle in bed with her.  But I can tell already that Freya is probably not going to love her in the way that I did... and that is okay.   To me motherhood is sharing what is important to us but ultimately accepting and embracing the fact that our children will forge their own journey.

As with every month, I would encourage you to click through our blog circle to see everyone's interpretations of the theme. First stop is Lily's blog.

Chace

This beautiful boy's grandmother arranged for me to take photos of him as a secret Mother's Day present for his mummy.   How awesome is that!     

Happy Mother's Day to all the mummies today xx

 

The Way I View | Happiness

This month the theme for 'The Way I View' project that I am participating in is 'happiness'.  I've never posted a single image before but the following photo of my son pretty much sums it up for me.

As with every month, I would encourage you to click through our blog circle to see everyone's interpretations of the theme.   First stop... Lily's blog.