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I have always been a fan of a body oil...here is looking at you my old friend Kai but this summer I have been slathering myself in all sorts of them and I CAN'T GE ENOUGH! My body seems to be loving me for it as its soaking them all up big time! Body oils are amazing for a number of reasons; a little goes a long way, they are more easily absorbed by the body and don't actually clog pores like some moisturisers can do, they are mulit-functional (get it all up in your hair for a moisture surge) and they smell insanely good.
I’ve been sitting on this blog for weeks. Waiting for the “perfect” topic, searching for the “best” books or articles for inspiration, hoping something “clever” delivers.
Through the frustration, procrastination and judgment, there’s been no action. In search of perfection (which we all know doesn’t actually exist) I haven’t any sooner been able to simply share my simple story about one of the most GAME CHANGING experiences of my life.
Recently I have found myself holding onto the boys in a hug that little bit longer, smelling their hair and holding their hand as I sit next to them. I'm basically holding onto them more than I used to and I think it's because mentally I'm trying to hold onto their tiny selves as they are almost 4 and really turning into BIG boys. My babies, in short, are most definitely not babies and not toddlers anymore and it breaks my heart. Why? Because I spent the first year and a little bit of time after that wishing away the time. We went through so many rough patches with the boys in terms of their health (non stop crying with reflux and collic), my mental health and then just the general relentless tiredness that comes from looking after two rambunctious babies/toddlers that are the same age and collude to get into mischief. It was hard and I remember hearing all the older twin mums saying it got easier and I literally couldn't wait....
When we moved from Auckland to Mount Maunganui we had a few days where our new house wasn't quite ready. So we figured we would go exploring Rotorua (practically in our new backyard). It was amazing even with drizzly weather and so different to how I remembered it from visiting as a kid...speakig of kids the boys LOVED it too and it's a great family-friendly destination.
The video of our most perfect day.
I’m getting into the Christmas spirit nice and early this year because we haven’t had any decorations in our house for the last 3 years and the boys are now old enough to fully appreciate Christmas! They are having so much fun helping me decorate the house and we have even made our own super cute little DIY advent calendars filled with treats!
I have had a long-standing thing where I research things that have caught my interest after reading or watching about them, now that I'm a big time Netflix watcher, as are the kids, this is happening almost daily! Is it just me?
I have been making this Chicken Marbella for over 10 years and it is still one of my favourites and a crowd pleaser. It's so easy to make, which means it's perfect for when you have a lot of people to feed but still has that wow factor. I know some of these flavours sound like a weird mix but it gives the perfect sweet and sour flavour. A few people said they hated olives, if that's the case then they can be left out and it won't ruin the dish. I find this best served over cous cous with the extra juices spooned over the top.
If you have kids then you know that it feels like you blink and they seem to magically grow up, I can't believe they are three and a half!? Where did that time go? That's why it has been so important for us as a family to freeze time by having professional photos of us and the boys.
Almost three and half years into this parenting gig and I’m still learning things every day. One of the biggest lessons I have learned is to not get caught up in what you “think motherhood should be like”. Those daydreams set me up to fail, hard. It’s the nitty gritty and often taboo topics around motherhood that people shy away from talking about, which is exactly what I did at the beginning of my motherhood journey. Looking back I wish I had the guts to talk to people about what was really going on, so here is a letter to myself full of truths that I would have loved to hear if I magically could turn back the clock.