Day 25.

Chris bought a guitar, & Plummy really, really likes it.

Day 24.

The last few days Plum has decided that she is a morning person. She usually falls asleep after an hour, which newborns are supposed to. Nowadays, she is one hundred percent ready to party from about 6am-9am. I don't mind getting up at that time so we just hang about, and it helps her to fall asleep faster if we go for a walk with her wrapped to my front. However, this morning we decided to pop up to Takapuna markets. I have been obsessed with Markets ever since I became friends with Naomi about 6 years ago. I've managed to scale back the amount of crap I hoard but I still can't skip a market. Market FOMO is probably the best way to describe it. I used to drag Chris out of bed at an ungodly hour every Sunday morning, but luckily now I have a baby to do that bit for me. My haul this week was so mediocre I don't even want to share it with you. Hoping for better luck next week !

My good friend Molly came over to meet Willow this afternoon, and she also has a wee blog. I was asking her about how she knows what to write about. I mean, this project is predominantly for myself and for Willow, but it is also so valuable for keeping friends and family in the loop with her growth. So now that I feel like I have am audience I don't want it to be boring with just photos of her sleeping everyday ! (Even though it's pretty fucking cute..) She told me to just write about anything. Even the really boring mundane things that we do everyday. (Okay, everything we do is boring and mundane at the moment) So, what I'm saying is, I hope you don't mind reading about our boring little days.

x

Day 23.

Our friend hosted a little market shindig last night at her cafe, Fred's, and we went along for some mulled wine, beef stew, and vintage threads. Okay, so the clothes shopping was just for me. And the stew and wine was just for Chris. We both got what we wanted, haha. 
It was really awesome, there were all these other cool young fams. None as young as us, but we've come to expect that, haha. It was really comforting to be able to relate to some people that were only a few years older than us, as apposed to 15 years older. I've just noticed that parents that are a lot older than us tend to lecture us a lot more on how to be parents. Which is hilarious because raising a child is so completely individual and tailor made. I think it's so important that we make decisions that are perfect for us, not because some stranger told us that we shouldn't do it or because it's not the most common way.
I have noticed when other mothers ask me how I am finding it so far, they look at me as if they think I'm lying when I tell them that I am actually just enjoying it. No complaints. We get a lot of sleep, she never cries, she feeds well. No hitches so far. 
They look at me as if they are hoping that I come across some big hurdles later down the line, because I'm not supposed to be enjoying it this much. It's not SUPPOSED to be easy, is the message I get all the time.
Don't get me wrong, there have been a handful of times where I haven't had the opportunity to shower for two days straight, & my house is definitely always a chaotic mess. We have had pizza for dinner several times now. The thing is, I just don't mind if it takes me an entire day to do one sink full of dishes, because there is constantly a hungry baby demanding my attention. I much prefer to spend my time snuggling in bed with her than worrying about my untouched to do list. I think it's easy if you allow it to be.
This isn't supposed to be a rant against other women or mothers, because the majority of everyone I talk to is actually incredible. It's a rant against people putting their ideals on to you, when they really don't need to. 
Thank-you all for reading and supporting ! It's so nice to be given such kind feedback.
Sorry that I got so far behind in the project, we haven't had internet so I'm just uploading when I get the opportunity. 

Oh, and a photo of matching outfits and cuddles.

Day 22.

Girls just want to have fun.
Happy one month birthday, sass queen.

Day 21.

Day 20.

Day 20 ! 1/5 of the way there.
A wee drawing. I don't generally draw with anything other than charcoal, but it was nice tonight, to turn off my brain and do a little pencil drawing.
Plum, you are a dream. I hardly want to write it down in case it turns around and flips our life upside down, but you are just such a pleasure. People make such a big deal about how having a baby is a complete nightmare. How you completely forget what sleep feels like.
I just can't relate to that, I feel like the three of us have developed such a natural rhythm.
You have bought so much light to my days, and everyone else around us. You are like a magnet for all the people that I love so much but can't manage to properly show it. Now they are all here, and it's because of you.
Just keep on keeping on, little lady.

Day 19.

Yesterday I started back at my one day a week art foundation course. I took Plum with me. Chris, my mum and my brother all basically dropped everything and set their entire day aside to help me make sure it went smoothly. Thank-you, fameee. 
Us girls have been resting all day.