A new home!

We don’t have a new home… yet!!!

But guys.. we are totally knee deep in finding a new home and about to go to market with ours! You have no idea how absolutely giddy (and totally terrified) we feel! This is our first time selling but second time buying so we don’t know what to fully expect but we are trusting God throughout this whole process! We’ve met a great real estate agent and broker so we believe we have all the right tools – it’s just a matter of God’s perfect timing! I don’t know why but I have never had a hard time trusting God with big things like work or homes or big life decision- I guess I was raised to always know that He is in control and so I don’t need to worry about..

If you’re feeling overwhelmed today or not sure of what your future holds I challenge you to take 2 minutes and just release it to Him.. Trust that He knows the beginning from the end and will ALWAYS work things out for your good! I like to practice this on my way to work most days- I’ll spend a few minutes thanking Him for what we have and just out-loud committing our current situations we’re facing to Him. It’s freeing when you can commit the hard things to someone who literally holds all situations, all time, all the good and bad things in His hands.

I don’t know where that came from but moving right along.. Home Things!

We’re not sure if a brand new home or a newish home is on the cards but you guys, some of my pins from Pinterest may actually be coming to pass!! I wanted to share some of my favourites- I love looking at new homes and concepts. My dad is a carpenter so my love for homes and the construction of them totally instilled from my childhood! Even now I can recall the smell of fresh sawdust on my dad..

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It’s okay to celebrate!

You guys.. I don’t know why I didn’t post this.. so much self judgement as to what’s oversharing or what you guys even want to read…anyways.. This is back dated from early Jan..

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I know, the title is a little weird…

To say the last two weeks has been difficult would be the understatement of this new century. I’m not just talking sickness- though there was a lot of that, including trips to our emergency department, so much kids medicine and adult medicine (including two rounds of antibiotics plus a refill), but other things which I’ll spare you the grossness of.. let’s just say if I had to encapsulate it all it would be Tuesday afternoon … I finally felt like I had enough strength to get out of bed and take a shower. I decided to wash my hair because I knew my grandma was here to help so I thought I should have be okay.. oh was I wrong.. after about 5 minutes (shampoo still throughout my hair) my 80 year old grandma came bursting through the bathroom door (well I don’t know if bursting is the right word for an 80 year old trying to carry an 8 month old Turtle style but anyways you get the idea).. anyways she came around the corner and a few thoughts quickly ran through my mind:

  1. My grandma is seeing me in the shower (LORD HELP ME)
  2. How did she get up the stairs with my 8 month old (she has a problem lifting her because of her fragility and my 8 month old’s size)
  3. Why was she carrying her like a turtle?
  4. CAN I NOT JUST TAKE A SHOWER ALONE WHEN I’M SICK?!?!?!

and then it all made sense…

I saw poo.. so much poo.. so so much poo.. on my grandma’s shirt, up Raegan’s back, her top, her singlet, her arms..

I proceeded to take her from my grandma and bring her into the shower where poo gloriously caked me also, up the arms, on the floor.. everywhere.. in thick mask like fashion.. that my friends encapsulates the last 2 weeks.. but nevertheless I am so so grateful.

Being in the emergency room reminded of how blessed we truly are that we don’t have children that are chronically ill. My heart breaks for mums and dads and grandparents that have to see their little ones attached to machines on a regular basis, or have their talkative little children wear breathing tubes or feeding tubes. The first trip to the ER with Ava was okay- I held myself composed- I was informative and very much checked in to finding out what was wrong with her.. the second trip on New Years Eve (yep, I heard the fire works from the waiting room of Emergency) I was much more emotional and just overwhelmed by it all. Our little girl had been unwell for over a week by then- she was barely talking or eating, putting herself to sleep numerous times a day- even now it completely makes me break down thinking about it. We’re not out of the throws of sickness yet but we’re heading in the right direction.. I can’t thank the Lord enough for my mum. She has been an incredible help to my family during this time- rushing to emergency at any hour of the day, feeding us, helping me clean the house.. just above and beyond..

Anyways, I said all that to say, today during my Bible reading I was listening to Genesis where the Lord created the world (yep, I’m a little behind in my reading.. LOL.. I’m doing two a day to catch up..) anyways, we call know the Bible Story- the Lord created and then He rested.. and when He finished creating the world on Day Six He said that “it was very good.” I don’t know why it stuck out to me today but I felt like the Lord was giving me license to do things and celebrate when I did them “well.” In a world where it’s so easy to cut corners or to take the cheats-way-out there is merit and value in “doing well” and taking pride in what you have accomplished. Or vice versa- oftentimes when you celebrate your wins people call you full of pride or self-seeking.

I challenge you this year to put the work in- whether it be financially or physically, spiritually or mentally- whatever area- even the Lord was proud of what He made and we are made in His image which means we mirror or are a reflection of Him and His attributes.

Go ahead and plan to reach that goal and then celebrate when you get there or when you take steps to reach it- you have permission to say that it’s “very good!”

A big girls room

Have you ever been stuck in a rut when it comes to a bedroom- you don’t know how to change it you just know you want it changed, it needs a freshen up?

That’s exactly how I felt about Ava and Raegan’s room. Here’s the link for what her room used to look like prior to Raegan being born. When Raegan turned around two months old we moved her in Ava’s room. They both sleep quite heavy so we had no real problems with one waking the other up.

We obviously had to change the layout of the room to fit a cot, single bed and large chest of drawers. I was also getting a little tired of the watercolour dots on the wall. Thankfully they’re removable so we re-located them all to the playroom!

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The “you are capable of great things” print relocated from her playroom to her bedroom a well as the fluro coloured tassel garland.

I didn’t have to buy anything additional- by simply switching out pieces we already had I was able to change the room into a little more grown up for our 3 year old while keeping the left side still simple and complimentary for Raegan.

A big girls room.

img_8342Considering Ava was my first baby I have had no idea what ages they are supposed to transition into big girl beds or drop bottles or learn to talk – I have googled almost everything!

We had an inkling that perhaps Ava was getting a little too big for cot converted to small bed before we left for the U.S. last year- we would find her half hanging out of the bed some mornings. She was also getting into the habit of coming into our bed a lot earlier than her normal 5/6am. We didn’t think to change her over to a single bed beforehand though as we weren’t sure if she was big enough- was it normal for a 2 year old to need a single bed already? She is so little…

When we got back after our trip we put her to bed as per usual but was woken up at about 11pm to her crying inconsolably- she had fallen out of the bed! The same thing happened the next night- Greg and I looked at each other and new it was time to transition her to a big girl bed!

I had been scouring Facebook Marketplace while we were overseas waiting for a white metal frame bed to appear at a bit cheaper than Ikea’s price of $200- and so on Monday morning a bed came up and I pounced! Come to find out the bed was for sale from a little girl (this was her old bed) because she wanted to buy an ipad! I felt so bad that I was buying her old bed for such a discounted price.. haha.. When she found out that the bed was going to be Ava’s first bed she included some of her old favourite books for Ava- it was the sweetest thing!

We set her up in her big girl bed a few months ago and she has been loving it!

Our little girl is not so little anymore!

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Sources for mostly everything here!

Faux Sheepskin – Ikea | White Frame – Kmart  |  Colourful pom pom bunting- Adairs (similar linked here)  |  Flowers- House 2 Home (they don’t have their items listed online. You can visit their website here) |  Wall Dots – 100percentheart  |  I love you forever print – Caravan Shoppe  |  Bed – Ikea (similar linked here)  |  Quilt Cover Set – Pillow Talk  |  Swan head – Target  |  Fairy doll – Adairs  |  Pink throw pillows– Ikea  |  Jewellery Box – Pottery Barn

I’ll have a DIY for the dollhouse coming next week!

Easy Weeknight Pasta

Here in Sydney, in our little mum tribe, we have collectively 15 little girls and 3 little boys! The most recent little baby is only 2 weeks old- she absolutely adorable! I whipped up this quick pasta dish to send over to her and thought I’d share it on here. It’s so simple but really flavourful! It’s also basic enough that you could add in other ingredients if you wanted to fancy it up a little!  The original recipe came from a close friend (who is also a pastry chef) about 15 years ago- i hope you enjoy! I call it the easy weeknight pasta because we all know that time is precious and fleeting most afternoons!

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Easy Weeknight Pasta

Ingredients Needed

  • 2 Tbsp Olive Oil
  • 1 Chorizo Sausage
  • 5 rashes of Bacon
  • Pasta (cooked as per the instructions)- for the number of people you are serving (this recipe is based on 4)
  • 1 jar of Red Pasta Sauce (I normally buy whatever is on special)
  • 2-3 cloves of crushed Garlic (I use the jar garlic)
  • 1/2 cup Thickened Cream
  • 1 cup Mozarella Cheese (Or any cheese you have on hand grated)

How To

  • In a pan fry the bacon till lightly cooked. Once cooked place the bacon on a paper towel on a plate to drain the excess oil. Wipe out some of the oil with a paper towel from the pan.
  • In the same pan cook the Chorizo till lightly cooked. Once cooked place the chorizo on a paper towel on a plate to drain the excess oil. Wipe out most of the oil with a paper towel from the pan.
  • Cook the garlic in the pan for a few seconds (this will burn super quick if you’re not careful)
  • Add in the entire pasta jar contents and stir to combine.
  • Add in the thickened cream and cheese and stir to combine
  • Put on low heat till the sauce is bubbling
  • If everyone is able to eat Chorizo and Bacon (If you’re breastfeeding you may want to skip the Chorizo) add in the Chorizo and Bacon to the sauce.
  • Spoon the sauce on top of the pasta and enjoy!

Serves 4

Wedding Gift Ideas

Our 8 year wedding anniversary is only a few weeks away and still, to this day, I can remember some of the gifts we received! From cutlery to a TV- it was all in there. Lately I have been coming across a few gifts that I think would make amazing wedding gifts. Some keep giving- a 12 month magazine subscription while others last a last a lifetime- personalised first home print. There are some great ideas if I do say so myself! There’s a few Australian companies thrown into the mix here too- let’s support small businesses people!

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Magazines- Homelife | Magnolia Journal | Donna Hay

Things- I Love us Print | Tajine | Artificial Potted Plant

Personalised- Chopping Board | First Home Print | Family Drawing

Ikea Favourites

Have you seen the new Ikea catalogue? They have some new great items! I’ve put together a little roundup of my favourites below!

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One- Stockholm 2017 Couch | Two- 24 piece black cutlery set |Three- Fejka Artificial Potted Fiddle-Leaf Fig| Four- Leather Handles | Five- Lisamari Throw Light Grey | Six- Hammock | Seven- 20 piece train set | Eight- Pudda Basket | Nine- Light Pink Napkins | Ten- Garland Flags | Eleven- House wall lamp | Twelve- Hourglass | Thirteen- Adum Rug Pale Pink |

It’s been a while..

Wow.. I didn’t realise I hadn’t posted in 2 months! Life has gotten busy to say the least.. and I’ve been in a bit of a funk. I don’t feel like I have anything very interesting to say.. they say comparison is the thief of joy.. well there are A LOT of amazing bloggers out there with amazing families and kids and DIY projects.. and here’s little ole’ me from the backside of Sydney just trying to juggle one child and a part-time job.. It’s been hard.

Ava tuned one while I was on a bit of an unexplained break- YAY! We had a great week of celebrations with her. She ate way too many sweets and had one to many servings of cake, but I’ve adapted the motto- if it won’t kill her let’s give it a try.. my how times have changed. I didn’t pull out my good camera once for her birthday so you’ll just have to head over to instagram to see a little snapshot of weekend parties!

She has gotten way more talkative! Her vocab is probably around 20 words now.. and her second top tooth has finally caught up to her first top tooth- YAY! Symmetry for the win!

With Ava turning one has come a whole new set of struggles. Last night was actually the worst she’s ever acted- my husband and I looked couldn’t help but look at each other in shock. She is strong-willed and defiant! We will tell her for e.g. not to drop her water bottle off her highchair- she’ll pick it up and throw it over the edge. We smack her hand (yep..we lightly smack her hand), pick the water bottle up and say “no, leave it on your highchair”. This will happen two or three times- by now the tears are starting to fall. She will stop pushing the bottle of the highchair for a minute or two, and then put her hand on it as if daring us to do something. She will then look at either my husband or I in the eye and as if in slow motion push her bottle of the highchair.. argh!! It drives me nuts!!

We love her to death, but we are definitely on the parenting journey. I constantly struggle with the thought of “am i harming or helping her.” Are our boundaries and discipline too soon, or are we actually helping shape her for her 2’s and 3’s?

I don’t think you are ever prepared to become a mum or dad.. it’s so much more than getting pregnant and birthing a child.. you actually have to now raise them..

It’s such an emotional, exciting, overwhelming, crazy role to live out.. One that we are extremely grateful for.. but boy.. is it challenging!

For any mumma’s out there- I’m sure you’re doing an amazing job.. It’s okay to countdown the minutes till bedtime.. It’s okay to hide in the bathroom and eat that chocolate bar.. it’s okay to reminisce about when it was just you and your partner or when you didn’t have to vacuum for the ONE THOUSANDTH TIME! It’s okay to dream of that rug in your living room that was once spotless but is now COVERED with little specs of food.. it’s okay to struggle to remember when you last showered or actually finished a meal or a hot cup of tea… oh sorry.. did I lose some of you there? Guys.. I am totally being real right now.. this journey is challenging.. but if you asked me to do it all over again I would say yes in a heart beat. I would literally give my life for my baby girl..and you know.. the past is never as great as you remember it.. and who else will feed the tiny ants that you sure are living in your rug anyways?

Love lives here..

There was a time where a messy house would put me out of sorts. By out of sorts I mean, I would go commando cleaning everything up, I would probably get annoyed at my husband and say something I didn’t really mean because why..why can’t me take his shoes upstairs..For me, in my younger years, things out-of-place meant my life was out of place.
My family home never had little figurines or heaps of photo frames out..my mother only got a fridge that had a magnetized door in her late 40s- so there were never little pictures or letter magnets.. My sisters and I joke that we don’t know what happened to our mum because whenever my niece draws a picture it somehow lands on the fridge door for a few weeks.. Like who is she and what have you done with our mother?

It’s funny to think how pedantic I was about having a clean home.. I knew a change was coming- everyone warned me that once I had children it would change. They laughed at my white walls and my light grey couches, they looked at me incredulously when I bought a cream rug that piles so much it’s actually driving me nuts.. Oh, I knew change was coming I was just trying to delay the inevitable I guess…

But..fast forward almost 10 months..I can say, without reservation, that having a clean home is the furthest thing from what I desire.. well maybe it’s dropped a few spots down the list..

I have a friend (if you are friends with me and this mum you will probably know who I am talking about)- her house is kid friendly. By kid friendly I mean, there are kids things everywhere! Downstairs, in the living room, outside.. everywhere. They converted their garage into a massive kids play area (including a huge blackboard wall.. something straight out of  my dreams I’m telling you).. Before having a child of my own, her home drove me insane.. I would itch walking the door, wanting to help organise things, put toys in clear plastic containers, labelled perfectly with a label maker. To organise books onto the book shelf in alphabetical order.. I envisioned room after room of perfectly ordered things… it was like putting someone in a room with pink walls, knowing that they hate the color pink, and leaving a paint brush with a can of blue paint, their favorite color and not giving them the opportunity to paint those walls.. At first you resist, then you tolerate and then you accept.. but..and you knew it was coming..since having Ava everything has changed..

Now, when I walk into her house I see a house full of love- love for children, that shows itself by all the little knick knacks lying around on the ground. The kids’ area seeps into every corner of their home and I secretly love it. It is a home filled with life and love and fun toys and gadgets. It’s a pirate mask and a superman cape, it’s a dragon fighting figure that we haggled the seller down by $2 for. It’s book after book and every kids animation you could dream of.. Love lives in her home..

Remember my beautiful white walls? In our home, where the kitchen meets the dining room there is a sharp corner. In order to make the corner in her walker, Ava has to sidle up against the skirting board and quite literally run the top of the bottom half of the walker along the top of the skirting..the top of the skirting is black, but I can’t bring myself to remove the scuff mucks because for me it means Ava was there at sometime that day..it means love lives in my house.

We had three bath toys for Ava- 3 toys I carefully packed up after every bath time into the soap holder. While they did overflow they still fit, out of the bath, in a corner to keep the bath “clean”.. well that was until yesterday. A quick trip to Kmart reminded me that I needed to grab a few extra bath toys- now we have every letter and number slowly sliding down the side of the bath tub as they dry out overnight. Our attempts at practising the number and letters failed last night- she was more interested in biting them and seeing how many she could fit in her mouth- but honestly, it doesn’t matter.. When I walked into the bathroom this morning and I saw the letters strewn all over the bath, completely clashing with our bathroom design I smiled..because it means that loves lives in my house..

Most mornings if Ava is up early she plays with a Lego set in our bed while either Greg or I get another 20 minutes of sleep. Sometimes, if we’re in a rush, we don’t clean her lego up- we leave it between our sheets and hastily make the bed.. only to find it at night, pulling back the covers. And you know, it doesn’t bother me, I actually love it.. I love finding remnants of my baby, even after she’s gone to bed.. because to have her things strewn over the bed, or in the lounge room means that she has loved and she has played, and she has enjoyed the time she was awake that day…

It’s so easy to see the messy home, or the toys out-of-place. It’s easy to see the dust accumulating or the finger prints on your mirror, but I want to challenge you today to look at the things that you see as out of place or dirty, and instead see them as a reminder of the children you are helping raise. I would rather a home filled with love and a toy or two out of place, than a perfectly kept lounge room any day of the week.

Very early one morning..Lego, our sleep saver..

Free Weekly Printable

If you menu plan like I do (or are looking to start) you’ll more than likely need a planner to stick on your fridge or keep in your handbag!

I have a magnetic one that I sometimes use, other times I print out the list and keep it in my bag incase I need to grab something from the shops while at work. I’ve designed two menu planners that I love- right click on the picture to save, and then print!

You’ll notice on one of them I have a “Love” section- each week I try to make a point to contact one-three people to tell them how much I love and appreciate them. I find my good intentions of contacting people get lost in daily life, so by writing their names down I have a weekly reminder!

I hope you enjoy!

My Week 2

 

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