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These pics were taken a few weeks before before I got all my hair chopped off but I somehow forgot to post them! I thought I might as well now even if they are a bit dated as they show off the beautiful harbourside of this lovely city we live in. I always feel like I'm on holiday a bit going through Bristol harbour in the sun, something about being close to water I think?
Although I was born here we moved away when I was around six months old. I moved back at 22 so I've lived here for eight years now, almost a decade! It's the longest I've lived anywhere as I moved up and down the country (and to Wales) when I was growing up. I like having roots and knowing that this is home. When we arrived back from a trip somewhere it feels like home, it's felt like home since the first week I lived here. Funny how you can find 'your place' isn't it.
Almost nine months since I became a mother to two I feel a little more like 'myself'. A friend told me that nine months is a marking point, like the first three months or the 'fourth trimester', you can feel a shift. I'm tired, life is hectic but its feeling more manageable, it feels like this family dynamic is now more normal. I'm not going to say I don't remember life with one child, of course I do, I spent four years with Wilf being my only child. There are times when I look at him, growing up so fast, how his face has changed, he's looking older, more like a little boy. Of course the change in Mabli is more noticeable in these past nine months but he's changed too, I don't notice it every day but when I do I can't stop marvelling at him and the person he is. There are times I wish I could give my everything to him like I used to, but I know this gift of a sibling means more. I know that Mabli was the child to complete our family, whilst I can remember life without her I know our lives are so much better now she's here. We didn't realise we were missing her until she arrived.
I grew up one of five children, whilst there were benefits to that there were also disadvantages. I don't think there is every a perfect number or a perfect time or a perfect financial situation. I know we are done at two though, I know my children will only be this little once. That when old ladies tap me on the shoulder and tell me they are at the best age, that they miss their babies being babies, I know exactly what they mean. I want to freeze time, which I'm doing I guess, with this blog. Of course this space is now my job, something I feel grateful for everyday but really its my time capsule, of our lives together.
Whilst I absolutely have bad days, I have days when my children are driving me round the bend, when I want to wee in piece and when I feel such rage towards my husband I throw him two fingers up behind his back as he leave the room (he does this to me too we both confessed ha!). I guess people who read my blog or look at my Instagram only see the pretty bits and I think thats OK as long as everyone understands thats what it is. That it took me all weekend to get our house tidy enough to take a picture of our living room and I'll repost those pictures when it's anything but tidy!
I read a comment lately that said they gave up on blog that accepted sponsored posts, that they only read blogs who blog just for them. It's a funny concept I think, as an illustrator I drew for fun but I also drew to get paid, my dream at the time was to draw for a living and I don't really see blogging for a living as any different. I didn't actually intend for this post to go this way but I just started typing and it led me here!
I'd love to know what you think, why do you read blogs (or my blog in particular maybe?!) does it bother you if a blogger is earning a living from their blog?
p.s totally happy for discussion but no mean comments please! ;)