Showing posts with label lavender. Show all posts
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Monday, March 31, 2014

Bumpin' 19 weeks... Baby, You Got the Moves!

Dear Little One,

Your rapid growth took my breath away this week. In previous weeks I haven't had much to gauge how much you had changed. I've relied on medical textbooks, journal articles and of course the lighter reading found on websites dedicated to pregnancy and comparing your size to that of various pieces of common fruit (this week you're as large as a heirloom tomato if you were wondering...).

Personally, I like to feel informed from my own research but with the heavier, arduous task of reading scientific articles it can be quite overwhelming. You see, to learn about your growth, development and the progression of pregnancy is exciting but at the same time I am also learning about the less desirable or frightening aspects of pregnancy. The complications, the heartaches and the loss that some women experience.

Responsible research is important but for now I'm going to focus on the positives because you're reaching your milestones and that in itself is a miracle for us.


You: Monday saw us visit the Radiology Centre where I waddled in like a duck with a very full bladder. For 45 minutes we saw intimate details of your tiny body, your internal organs in two-dimensional black and white images. Some were very easy to identify, your tiny heart could be witnessed beating away with such fervour that I felt a sense of calm pride I have never before experienced.


Concerns: We've been advised that I have a lobulated placenta, which could be normal, although I've been informed that it could potentially be a cause for concern a little way down the track if it begins to starve you of nourishment. At this stage, however you are healthy, your growth is increasing as it should and with further ultrasounds we will be able to monitor whether or not this will affect you.

Sex: You're a modest one too, which in my opinion is quite classy. We looked away from the screen when instructed so as to avoid learning your sex just yet and it turns out we needn't have worried. Your tiny legs were crossed protectively in front of your body so that even the skilled sonographer could not discern whether you are a Miss or a Master. We of course have a preference only for your perfect health, anything else is a bonus.

Movement: Tiny sensations have rippled through my lower abdomen this week that feel more like tiny tickles than flutters. It's a bizarre sensation but one that I identify as uniquely you. Pecan, you have no idea how relieved I now feel because I have another, subtle physical sign that you are with me.


Me: Slightly more round this week, so much so that I will have to pass on the freshly pressed white cotton work shirts in my wardrobe within the next week or so.

Hmmm... I've also fallen in love with lavender all over again. Thankfully our tiny shrub is flowering and so the house is filled with tiny glass jars stacked with green stalks topped with these fragrant purple beauties.

Us: Family Unit! Byron took me to purchase more comfortable pants. Maternity pants if you must know, there I said it. I will be wearing maternity pants from the 19th week onwards every fat chance I get.

They're not necessary at this early stage but ohhh la la are they comfy. We don't splurge on anything these days so it was a welcome treat to be able to search for a clothing bargain.

We've also been busy decluttering, donating and scrubbing. My mother visited us on the weekend to assist us to move some of her belongings out of the spare room. It was a loooonnnnggg weekend spent dusting, vacuuming, shifting lifting, sweating and bumping ourselves into doorways, walls, up and down stairs and out to the moving van.


The result was well worth the effort with one completely empty room ready for a nursery makeover. Within the space of a couple of days we managed to create a blank canvas. One we will not over clutter. One we nuture and gradually build into your room. One we will furnish with your donated cot, hand-me-down clothes and refurbished dresser.

Along the way, we'll decorate with a handmade mobile (a little project I'm working on to remind you of the sea), a patchwork quilt I'm sewing from scrap fabric and some of my own artwork.

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Any suggestions for a functional, aesthetically pleasing seaside nursery? Would you like to see the nursery makeover as we add to it?

So what do you all think? Any visible growth? It's all a matter of perspective really. From the top looking down I think I look rather round however, I don't see as much difference from the side angle (must ask Byron to take more of these!).

Oh! one final difference I've noticed: My bellybutton is more shallow than before. It might be time to remove the piercing in a few weeks.

If you have any questions or wish to share your own experiences, please do so below as I love to read your comments.

So this is my first week of participation in Jodi's 52 project: Week 13/52. For those of you linking in from Practising Simplicity, the warmest Autumn welcome to you.

Bella xx

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

A Week by the Seaside




watching the sea together // taking flight // an empty home

Sometimes life isn't all lavender shrubs and clear blue skies. Sometimes we have to work harder to make things easier. Sometimes we have to give a lot of ourselves to reap a tiny reward, like the busy bee who tirelessly visits hundreds of flowers before buzzing away to his sticky, honey-filled hive. It's a bizarre and humbling contradiction in this life we've built in our seaside home. We work all day and into the night to afford to live in this postcard place. More and more often I find myself working out of town and when I sleepily arrive home I usually feel too exhausted to walk along the inky blue beach, freezing cold with the winter air and cloaked in nightfall. The sound of the ocean lulls us to sleep at the end of each day, a gentle reminder of where we are and why we choose to live by the seaside.




collecting pollen // pre-blended raw green smoothies // fishing friends

Our relationship has changed, we have settled into married life. We blend separate smoothies for breakfast. Mine usually has raw cacao powder, his does not. We walk along the beach together less often than we would prefer due to clashes in work rosters and tired bodies. Last weekend we witnessed a young couple have their wedding photos taken at our beach. Byron stopped, turned to face me and kissed me softly in the breeze. Everything changed in that moment. Wherever my mind was, it floated back to me and we lived the rest of the week in the moment.



a sad end to a soaring friend // seashells on my kitchen windowsill

This week we made a conscious effort to take each available moment to visit the sandy shores of the beautiful blue sea on our front doorstep. Some mornings we ran in the sunshine, on others we found ourselves caught in rain showers. One day we swam, splashed, laughed and played. On Saturday we were confronted with the sad demise of a sea bird. I hope he soared high and found the time to dart and weave, dive and swim before he met his untimely end on the sandy shore. I will make more effort to appreciate the beauty in our lives. Everyday. Because living this life today is as important as working so hard for tomorrow.

Bella xx

Friday, May 17, 2013

Twenty Something


Twenty-nine somethings to be precise...

As the first rays of yesterday morning pierced the sky in fiery orange columns of light radiating from a glowing orb I sat on the top step of our verandah, distracted by my thoughts. It was a cool morning, the first cool morning I've felt this year, as if the breath of winter was finally heralding her impending arrival. Soon.

I tightened the shoelaces of my worn running shoes and decided I would wear them until they fell to pieces, threadbare and useless. For now, they would suffice for my morning run along a vast sandy shore. I tucked the frayed laces into my shoes as soft rays of sunlight flickered through the trees along the beach. My sun-kissed skin glowed with warmth where the light touched it and I inhaled deeply.

That breath was filled with the distinct aromatic scent of the lavender shrub from the base of my front steps, mixed with the intoxicating salty seaside air.

Yesterday was my birthday. I turned twenty-nine. Despite all my previous fears of ageing too quickly to accommodate my life's plans, my bucket list, I felt relaxed, calm and ready. There's still plenty of time.

I think the lavender helped.

Bella xx

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