My first mothersday. A lie in, pikeletsand tea in bed with my babe, a tree walk and coffee, cake and magazines in a warm cafe. Very nice thank you.

My latest op-shop find-crisp denim blue pants-with an adjustable waist that feel comfortable on my still not back down to pre-preggy size belly...took them up today during wee babes naps-stoked, only $8!!!!!

I have white chysathamums all over the house. There the only flower left in bloom fit for a vase, before the onset of winter. Making the most of it until my daffodils come back in spring.

The leaves are alomost all down, its cold, and grey, time to start LAYERING-YAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have like seconds to write this morning, the wee chick in her nest is due for waking. It's unusually overcast here today, good for a walk with the wee darling though as less likely to get sunburned in 10 minutes on a day like today so she might get to see more instead of having to wear a giant hat constantly when outdoors. She's mad on trees. Good girl! Leans out of her pack backwards to gaze at them as we do our daily walk. Yesterday, we sat her on a low lying branch, amongst bright yellow leaves with the sun shining through-she giggled uproariously for about 5 minutes, chortling, giggling, cooing all the while gazing around and loving resting her feet on mums head. I'll remember that laugh as long as I live.

Beginings

New Zealand, the deep south. Early autumn, dark early, beloved baby sleeping peacfully. Big darling husband not home. A few minutes ago I was sitting by the log fire surfing my favorite blogs by lamplight, when I responded to the brief urge to to press the 'create blog' button. Is it noticable that I dont know what I'm doing yet? Ok, I'll start with a daily photo and we'll see where we go.

The little darling daughter...my little dress-up dolly! I'm a bit anti-pink, not a feminist thing, possibly a "your my 'mini-me' and I wouldn't be seen dead in pink" thing, but really it's just a "urgh that offends my eye" thing but really, its how you wear it isn't it?

The little darling has had an amazing week; learned to blow raspberries, crawled today for the first time and can now breastfeed in her ergo front pack whilst I do almost anything else...but not bend over gardening, my appendages are not quite that elastic although she is quite athletic and gave it her best shot.

The little darling also transfered to her 'big-girl' cot where she sleeps soundly right now. I fell asleep with her in bed last night feeding, dangerous, must get cot sides ASAP and switch the duvet for blankets, as well as she sleeps in her cot, I want my little radiator by my side this winter!

You must look at todays post on the sartorialist blog. The milanese old lady doing glitter and looking incredibly, naturally, chic-one my favorites he has ever posted. I'll be down the $2 shop in the morning for my roll on glitter. I love that Italian style, classic, muted, groomed with wee quirks...that may be why i felt compelled to spend a large amount on short Italian boots this week-Progetto, shiny looking, clonky sounding boot perfection puurrrrrrrr. Then the big darling offered to give me the shoe version for my upcoming birthday. What a true darling.

Right, the big darling is due back any minute, best scarper, bon nuit!