The infinite horizon - that's why I love the beach. The blocks of colour - shades of blue, white and grey, the soundtrack of the tide, the sparkling seawater, the fizz of the sea foam, the edge, the freedom. Is there anywhere better?
The Playlist | June 2017
This week has hit us with overwhelming heat. Arlo and I have been hiding from the midday sun and only venturing outdoors when we can shimmy around in the shade. Normally I would adore this weather, the bbq culture, the beach, popsicles - dreamy. Arlo can't handle the high temperatures though and his fresh sensitive skin burns in seconds, the poor little guy is vulnerable. He's currently having a long nap in his swing chair, just wearing his mini shorts (p.s. his half naked chub is so delicious!)
Wild Flowers
It's definitely summer, you can see it and you can feel it. Whether it's the heat on your skin from the sun or the stuffy smell when rain first falls onto hot plants and tarmac. Wild flowers are blooming and the days stretch late into the night.
3 months of Arlo
Arlo is 3 months old on Sunday. It feels like he's been a part of us for much longer. We're a devoted little family of three humans and little three pets. Everyday is an unwritten adventure, every morning is full of fresh anticipation. Most days we're counting every smile, giggling and swapping average conversation to song. When Arlo falls asleep I find myself pining for him, greedy for one more smile, for one more explosion in my heart.
Don't cry over spilt milk
If you told me when I started this blog - back when I was rolling around in mosh pits and worshipping the electric guitar - that I'd write a post about breastfeeding, I'd probably scoff and bury my face in my hands. If you told me that when I was writing this post I would have a double breast pump strapped to my chest, I'd probably fall over. I never thought I'd have much to say on the matter - but hear me out.
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