IT'S TIME!

Currently I have a To-Do List of 627 items.

I scroll through blog after blog and save tutorials. And I think I have an addiction bordering on obsessive with Pinterest.

I have every intention of getting to all these "To-Do's" someday because they are all so beautiful and look like great fun BUT I have done maybe 10 in as long as I have been collecting them.

Sooooo - the time has come to actually do something, to be accountable and that's where you come in.

I pledge to complete, from start to finish, at least one To-Do List item each week.

It's time to reclaim my creative mojo!

So hold me to it!!!

Back to Normal

Boobs no longer the size of boulders: Check!

No more leaking of small milk lakes from both breasts: Check!

A very content, happy little man who sleeps for stretches longer than 2 hours: Check!

Dealt with my feelings of guilt at not feeding anymore: Check!

Feeling slightly liberated and a bit more freedom in having my body back to myself: Check!

I think we are on the road back to normal....whatever that is.

Thanks for the kind words - they really did help xoxo

Weaning = Hell

I weaned Paddy on Monday. Monday was the first day of complete physical and emotional chaos in my world.

I weaned because his teeth weren't working too well with my nipples. The result was a lot of cracks and a lot of bleeding. He has been eating real food since he was 6 months and had weaned himself through the day - he just fed at night. Instinctively I made the decision that we should go all the way.

Tuesday morning I woke up with engorged, painful boobs. Tuesday afternoon I was at the hospital and on antibiotics to keep mastitis at bay.

Wednesday morning I woke with a overwhelming feeling of guilt. Had I weaned too soon? Did I really think it was the best time for him to wean or did I just give up because it got hard? Did I break the bond between mother and son? Was I just purely selfish?

I wanted to feed Paddy until he was 18 months old at least but we only got to 11 months. I felt I failed.

Now 5 days on..... my boobs aren't as bad but really painful still. I can't leave the house because the milk is slowly leaking out. I have gotten over the guilt to some degree and told myself I just have to move on. It's too late now anyway....

Why doesn't anyone tell you how hard and how emotional breast feeding is?!!

I know we are moving on to another stage in Paddy's world and I know it's going to be great. I just miss the little baby I had.

We will get there...... One day at at time.

Recharge

During the week I declared to my husband that a breakdown was near. I needed a change of scenery and a chance to recharge me.

So we booked a weekend away at Rainbow Beach (it truly is as beautiful as it's name). No phone reception meant it was only us and we spent our days eating great food and playing together.

I am now recharged and ready to tackle the next session of life.

I did manage to get in some crochet time so will talk again soon with photos....

I love hanging things

Garlands really brighten things up I think. And with my brown floors and brown window furnishings I have slowly become addicted to using them to bring colour into my house.

This is the main dining area - we look out at the view through salt dough yellow and orange stars.

In the guest bedroom I strung up my first attempt at crochet flowers.

In Paddy's room I made pom poms and another round of salt dough - this time Christmas decorations.

And this is all the things we want to do. Every time we think of something we peg it up on our dreams garland.

Quite fitting that I have taken a photo of the photography course card. Think I might have to invest in that soon judging on the quality of these photos!

I don't Op-Shop, I Garage Sale

Anyone for a picnic?

The back basket is fully lined and was $15.

The picnic basket at the front was only $0.50.

Rain, rain go away.....it's picnic time!

New Addition to my Sewing Space

I am lucky enough to work at a factory and right now some mistakes in a refurbishment of a work space left me with this awesome cabinet.

I have filled it with pretty colours and it just makes me smile every time.

Great addition to a creative space that needed a little boost.

And the good news is there are more to come. I think the next one might live in my guest bedroom full of fun things to play with. I might even give that one a bright coat of paint.

Ah the possibilities.....