This week was a tumultuous sea of dips and peaks. We shared adventures to Aboriginal sacred sites, watched golden and cherry blossom pink sunsets, played in the sand and came together after Love's accident. As a parent, it's easy to carry the guilt of not-getting-there-in-time. It can be hard to let go of this heavy feeling, but surrendering to the understanding that we try to be where we are needed at the times we are needed most helps us to heal and to support each other through these troubling moments.
Byron was distraught following Love's fall. I could hear it in his shaky voice and see the fear in his expression, even after she had been released from hospital. He kept apologising to her and to me and I kept soothing him as gently as I could manage.
You did the right thing, you brought her to the hospital. You're where you need to be. She's lucky you were there.
These two extraordinary people are my family. I could not have hoped for a better man to share my life and our beautiful daughter adores him.
I'd seen Saltwater sandals on the little feet of babies online over the years, usually worn by the children of mother bloggers. After reading some very positive reviews, I took Love into a local boutique store, where we played around with different sizes. At the time she hadn't begun to walk and we were advised to hold off on purchasing the sandals until she could stand independently and had taken her first few steps.
After a few weeks, we returned to the store and purchased this rather pretty pair of red sandals as her Christmas present.
As Christmas approached, we periodically brought out the shoebox and slipped her chubby feet into the leather sandals, concerned she may outgrow them before December 25th. Thankfully, they were still a little on the large side.
These past few weeks, Love has rarely been barefoot. These sandals are very comfortable, secure well to her feet and have been worn in the sea, in the forest and on the sand. There's still room for her feet to grow but they fit and can be worn now, which is wonderful. I can vouch for how comfortable they are because my sweet husband secretly purchased a pair in the same colour for my Christmas gift. Now when we wear them together, he says we are 'twinning'.
If you're after a simple, pretty summer sandal, these Saltwater sandals are an excellent choice.
We are a creative family, so Love was always going to have access to paints, pencils, torn paper, crayons and other items foraged from nature.
A few weeks ago, Byron ordered a delightful little table and chair setting for Love to sit at whilst she scribbled and sloshed wet brushes across thick recycled paper. I arrived home from work one evening to find that they had assembled the miniature furniture together. It stood proudly in the centre of our living area, a few steps from the fridge, kitchen, dining and lounge areas- Craft central.
At long last, our little person could sit in her special area and create to her heart's content.
We've started her off with these chunky, bright beeswax crayons made by Honey Sticks. They're thick and easy to hold in her hand, they don't snap like the thinner ones (as you may recall from your own childhood) and they're made from beeswax and non-toxic pigments.
Harm-free art products are a must, especially when our little Love is teething and they occasionally find their way into her tender mouth. Aside from the 12 lovely colours, there is minimal environmental impact caused from the production of these New Zealand made crayons, they even smell quite nice and come in a recycled cardboard box.
If you're thinking of a suitable toddler-friendly art product, Honey Sticks beeswax crayons are a fun choice and a safe one too, especially when stray scribbles can be wiped away from hard surfaces with a damp cloth... But we think we'll leave the bamboo floor art there for a little while longer.
I'd love to hear your recommendations for other non-toxic, environmentally friendly and creativity-inspiring art products for Love as she grows.
Today my sweet girl had a fall. I was at work when I received the call from my husband. His voice was shaky and he was on the way to the hospital. He didn't know how badly she was injured but he was able to tell me she fell hard. I could hear her screaming in the background. My heart began to pound.
I threw everything into my bag, shut down my work computer and flew out the door after letting my boss know that there was a family emergency and I had to leave immediately. My work were very understanding and concerned about me driving in the storm.
The drive to the hospital seemed to take longer than it should, I was trapped behind slow moving vehicles in the torrential downpour, my windscreen wipers barely making a difference as the rain was so heavy. I was careful and alert, but worried about how serious her injuries could be. Byron had said she could have fractures.
When I arrived they had already been seen in triage. We were told she would be ok, just very sore and tender for a few days.
Her lip is split, her gums are swollen and purple where her teeth were pushed back and her swelling was quite bad but has begun to subside (it amazes me that the swelling could reduce almost as quickly as it seemed to appear). We are fortunate it was not a serious injury.
I comforted Byron and my little Love. Family is everything and although accidents can happen in a fraction of a second, how we come together to support one another makes a huge, positive difference.
I'm grateful for family, for my understanding boss and of course for the quick response by the medical staff.