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Forest bathing to break up boring adult things like buying houses and being people's Aunty 💁

Happy birthday beautiful boy. I found myself feeling very teary on this day ~ how lucky we are to have such a happy, playful and spirited curly monster to keep our hands full. What an adventure it's been! 'Aaa Jess' is so proud of the little man you're becoming 😍

Possibly my favourite thing about 'working from home' is having my besties over for spontaneous chais with rose petals cause, I mean, why wouldn't you want rose petals to be the first thing you eat in the morning, and your favourite girls to be the first people you talk to? One for me, one for you @rebeccagonthier ❤️

Remember those early days of social media when someone would say something honest and blow everyone away? Now 'real' is just another curated version of ourselves. An attempt at appearing authentic by doing or saying something 'bold.' A naked image accompanied by musings about being raw. Like that's what real vulnerability is. When did it become so fashionable to be honest? And how has it morphed our perception of truth? Real honesty is not a simple admission of your human-ness. It's not a filtered image taken by a photographer accompanied by an inspirational quote or explosion of emotions. Real honesty is a way of living and being. Doing good stuff without needing to share it. It's boring and messy and ugly and not at all instagrammable. It's out there beyond pictures and words on screens. Out there in a place that didn't need a name once because it was just life and living and what it was, but that now we call something along the lines of the 'real world.' Pic by one of local instagram favourites @sallyflannery

I'm feeling I should write something about being a parent without actually being a parent! Anyone else out there in a similar boat? This Aunty life is absolutely insane sometimes. For me personally, I've always found it quite challenging being in a position of such enormous responsibility (think daily hang times, frequent solo babysitting and the occasional sleepover) without being able to set the rules or standards for what goes on when I'm not around. I'm lucky my sister acknowledges my role in my nephews' lives and at least takes my opinions into consideration. We seem to disagree less as the curly monster gets older, but it can be heart breaking when we're not on the same page. And that's just the beginning. Then there's the setting boundaries and dealing with tantrums and trying to be kind whilst not being so gentle that you let them turn into absolute a*holes. Don't even get me started on the guilt! And then you're like, I'm just an Aunty! I should be feeding them lollies and laughing as I send the maniacs off with their mother. 😉 Who knew it was such a wild ride? Maybe it would be different with my own children - but I'm definitely too busy to find out! Thanks for taking me to the absolute peak of my anxiety kids. Luckily there are some nice cuddles amidst the calamity. 🤷‍♀️

Wandering through endless beaches with these peaches 🍑

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