Wordless Wednesday: Floral

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Much Love Monday: Hafiz


This past week I’ve come to realize the importance of giving and receiving love. Specifically between myself and my children. I am coming to understand just how blessed I am to know the love of a mother for her children. These days it seems everything else is just… nonsense.

xx Natalie.

Today I’m joining in with Anna’s Much Love Monday. If you’d like to see what others are loving today, check out the list at Much Love

In Love With A Day Bed


We recently pulled our spare single bed out of the office and into the tv room. Hello, day bed! It’s right by a window, where the afternoon sun streams through making it a seriously relaxing, comfortable part of the house.

I’ve already spent so much time there – writing in my journal, watching tv, cuddling and playing with the boys, reading, contemplating…

I love this day bed!

xx Natalie.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning…

I was surprised and amazed today at 11am. I happened to be at the local shopping centre for Remembrance hour. It was busy. The hustle and bustle of people all going about their business, drinking their coffee, buying new dresses…

The horns sounded over the loud speaker. And that’s when everybody stopped.

I was in awe. I never expected everyone around me in the shopping centre to stop. It was touching. So many people observing silence in remembrance of all those people who lost their lives in war.


It warms my heart to see people with so much respect for others.

Much Love Monday: Loving




Husbands that come home from work on time.

And then take me out for coffee.

Boys who nap for 3 long hours in the afternoon.

And boys who don’t nap but play happily in the living room.

Flowers and birds enjoying the sunshine out my window.

Cooling water to quench my thirst.

A family to be at home with.



Today I’m linking up with Anna for Much Love Monday!

xx Natalie.

Sunday Morning

It’s Sunday morning.
I’m sleepy because I didn’t take the opportunity to go to bed early last night despite feeling exhausted. Instead, I sat on the couch with my husband, watching movies and folding clean laundry ’til almost 2am. Sometimes it’s important. And other times I should know better.

Still, today is today. Sunday will still be Sunday, whether I’m tired or not.

Some of the best advice I’ve ever received came from my husband. On a day not so different to this one, earlier this year, I was feeling overwhelmed at the sheer exhaustion with which I was about to face my day. I kept saying “What am I going to do? I’m so tired. I’m so tired today”.

“It’s ok to feel tired”, he said.

As soon as he said those words I felt my body relax. Of course he didn’t mean it’s ok to be tired forever. Or that feeling tired is a good thing. What he meant was that I didn’t need to feel stressed about being tired and that my day needn’t be burdened by my tiredness.

Now, when ever I am feeling over tired and the stress of that thought is beginning to consume my peace, I remember those words.

It’s ok to feel tired.

Immediately my day takes a turn for the better. I can get on with it. It’s ok.

That’s how I’ll get through my Sunday. And, lucky for me, my husband is home today. So I’ll be at even greater ease.