I’ve literally blinked and it’s almost February. Christmas and New Year were an absolute whirlwind. Whose idea was it to have a December baby? 😂👀
The lead-up to, and aftermath of, Ivy’s first birthday party, a naming ceremony, Christmas with all the trimmings, and the New Year left me with an almighty festive hangover. All the preparation — party planning, cakes, wine, wrapping, meals out, meals in, days out, days in, santa visits, walks in the forest, more wine, and the constant clearing up of baubles and celebration wrappers — was a recipe for exhaustion. My writing paused, but I don’t feel guilty about it. In fact, I feel like I’ve entered 2026 with a different mindset.
I let myself be tired and allowed the unnecessary tasks to wait. (Although I am still regretting the pause on the washing — I’m definitely still catching up!)
When life is at its busiest and we’re moving endlessly from one thing to the next, it’s so easy to forget to be present in the moment. Stepping back from my writing, and with a gentle nudge from my partner, letting the chores wait their turn, gave me the space to reflect on how incredible my little family is.
How lucky we are to have beautiful, healthy children who got to experience a magical Christmas alongside Ivy’s first birthday.
I took it all in. I savoured the moments. I was fully present as they opened their presents. I noticed every small smile and the way their eyes lit up when they caught me watching.
2026 is here, and I’m excited for it — for the adventures and whatever lies ahead. The good, the bad, and the messy in-between. As long as I keep taking time to pause and truly notice the moments that slip by so easily, I know I’ll be content.
I write to share my stories and the places and things I love. I write because I enjoy it, and because I hope to inspire others to do the same. Our stories deserve to be told. One day, I’d love my children to look back at my words and understand just how deeply I loved them and the world they were growing up in — to know that I saw them, and that I didn’t miss a thing.
Mamas life adventures 