The days all melt into one and it always seems to be morning - do any other parents feel like this? I feel as I've just put the kids to bed, pottered around the house for a bit, have laid my head on my pillow and closed my eyes and am then awoken by the sounds of Beau murmuring in his nursery almost instantly. Of course it has been a whole night time and both the boys sleep for an average of twelve hours a night so I can't ask for anymore, but the mornings always seem to come about too quickly for my liking.
Our days have been much the same around here. Tyler is now in pre-school five morning a week so we have a routine going and the school runs take up quite a big chunk of our day. He loves going into school and seeing his little friends, it's so lovely to hear him talk about him and all the things he's done. This little boy of mine has a whole other world that I'm not a part of at all, but I love that he wants to share it with me. He tells me all the time that he's a "big boy" now and is becoming fiercely independent. He no longer wants to hold my hand when we're out and about and is insistent on brushing his teeth twice a day.
These days we're embracing the simple things in life - dinners together, impromptu cuddles, a treat from the shop (strictly only when Tyler has had a good day in school), meeting friends on Friday afternoons for catch ups and playtime, walks in the woods and extended bedtime stories - we've begun reading the Christmas books as we have a mountain of them and I always feel a bit bad that we don't get through them all during the festive season.
I love having a new baby to enjoy all the little milestones with again. Sink baths and swaddling are our obsessions at the moment. Is there anything cuter than a baby in a sink? Nope! Tyler wanted to climb into the sink too, sure God love him. It makes him so happy to be around the baby and the baby gives him the biggest smiles. They love each other so much already and as a mother that melts my heart.
Lately I've been feeling a little deflated about this little blog of mine, not sure in which direction to take it, what to even write about and feeling like I'm doing absolutely crapola compared to others. Sometimes I think blogging can be bad for the soul, but I started this blog to document my family's memories and I'm not about to stop that anytime soon.
Instagram is what gets me up in the morning and what puts me to bed at night. Seeing everyone's beautiful pictures is such a source of inspiration for me and just spurs me on to want to practice my photography even more. The dream is to be a photographer one day, I just need to build up a portfolio. I have so many shoot ideas, I just need to put them in action - can I have more hours in the day please?!
I'm off to London tomorrow for Blogfest. Travelling to London on my own is something which feels me with panic, but I'm sure it'll be okay. It's good to push yourself, otherwise you'd never know if you could do it, right? I'm hoping I get to meet some other lovely bloggers and learn a few things. I feel incredibly lucky for these opportunities - Frankfurt last month, London tomorrow... I should embrace these opportunities with both arms and throw my anxiety out the window. I'll no doubt be sharing some posts about my experience there soon.
I'll end with some pictures from our lives lately. I hope you enjoy them. Catching up is always a good thing to do ♥