I’m participating in a photography challenge this year called Photographing Happiness. Every month, on the 12th of the month, we will share 12 photos (or so) based on a theme.

The workshop is led by talented photographer and photoblogger, Rachel Devine of Sesame Ellis.

Beginnings

This month the theme is beginnings. I found myself exploring the line where some things end and inevitably, another will begin. For example, how a sunset is the end of one day but the beginning of night. How a first haircut might mean the end of babyhood but the beginning of childhood or how celebrating the end of the year with family means the beginning of a new one.

Rachael has inspired us to stop keeping the good camera for ‘special occasions’ and to get it out every day because every day is special. Only one month into the project, I am already starting to look at life differently- without taking small, beautiful moments for granted.

I didn’t include 12 photos this month but I hope to work up to that number. The camera came along WAY more often than normal but many photos didn’t make the cut. Not that all of these are amazing, I’m really focusing on avoiding ‘point and pray’ and being more deliberate with my shots. Also, I’m trying not rely on editing. Several of these shots are completely unedited and others simply tweaked. (All shot with Canon 70D except for the last one, shot with an iPhone).

See Rachael’s January post here.

I was fortunate enough to score tickets to see the adorable children’s theater show, The Humanimals, with my family and we loved it.

Lemme just throw this out there- I do not typically enjoy kids entertainment but Humanimals was adorable, visually interesting, educational and the perfect length for my three-year-old to sit through. I even caught my husband laughing and mesmerized at times.

Bonus: The theater is in Rosebud on the Mornington Penninsula which is my favorite escape from Melbourne.

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RAW Melbourne

2016 was a year for wake-up calls and broken hearts. We lost many legendary artists (most to drug and alcohol addiction), a reality TV star won the US presidential election, and many of us were left grieving.

Personally, I started last year at a low point. We lost a cousin to suicide and I slipped back into depression. Again I found myself at the bottom of a pit with a tiny shovel.

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Public Service Announcement: Pumpkin is an AWESOME dessert food.

Americans reading this are like “duh!” The Aussies reading this are squishing their faces in disgust- I know the look well (I’ve introduced plenty of them to Pumpkin pie).

Upon moving to Australia, seven years ago, I was pumped to see my favourite squash on menus all around town. On pizzas, in salads, even in veggie lasagne. Shortly after I learned that Australians typically view pumpkin as a savoury vegetable (only!)

Come on people,

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I read a quote recently, “Those people who give the most advice often have the most problems.”

Interesting.

Could I have been that person?

Likely. Ugh. Ick.

advice pusher

It’s funny how much we project ourselves onto others, isn’t it?

I’ve always had this desire to help people. It’s rewarding, yes, but I think there might be a darker side to it.

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Before becoming a mother, I thought postnatal depression looked like Brooke Shields on Oprah taking about how she didn’t want to hold her baby. I remember watching that episode and thinking, ‘How sad.’ The teenage me had not a single, flippin’ clue.

What I know now is that Postnatal depression is tricky and it looks different for everybody.

Fast forward from teen me to my personal postnatal nightmare.

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Three weeks after my daughter’s birth is the first time someone asked me when I would have a second child. I snorted tea through my nose. Are you kidding? I could barely sit, had mastitis, felt utterly exhausted and that was only the physical pain.

Postnatal depression seeps into everyday life like an oil spill. Sometimes a new wave brings fresh blackness, coating every crevice.

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My GP once told me; “Depression is not a casserole disease.” As in, people don’t necessarily rally around you like they would with a physical illness. Maybe it’s because we don’t talk about this enough.

Mental illness manifests itself in as many different ways as there are folds in our crinkly brains. Each treatment can be personalised for each individual. I’m going to share my approach so you can get an idea of what worked for me,

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I have the unique situation of having a whole entire day to myself because my daughter is spending the weekend with her Grandparents. Today is Friday, husband is at the office and I’m here alone which is the awesomest, strangest feeling.

Here is a fascinating overview of how my day is different today because of freedom.

Today: Alarm is set for the same time tiny human alarm usually bursts through the bedroom door demanding things and food and entertainment.

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