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I’m about to have surgery tomorrow. I’m nervous. Unspeakably nervous.

It’s a sinus operation. Fairly routine. But with all surgeries there are risks. And the recovery from this surgery is not pretty. I’m trying to think positive thoughts, but my overactive imagination is working back to back shifts.

With my history of medical procedures you’d think I’d be used to this. But no. It doesn’t get easier. Instead of building up resilience, the opposite has happened: erosion. I’m an empty pit.

I’m also a mother now. I have two extra reasons to be alive. I have two extra responsibilities to keep. I have two extra bodies to warm me at night. And damn it, this kind of vulnerability is a slippery stone I carry.

So here I am planning my weeks ahead. Thinking that after tomorrow I will be sunk. For awhile. In true mother fashion I have written lists. Organised for help. Planned food. Reminded everyone of what to do.

It’s not that my husband is incapable, in fact he’s very very good at doing things. But you take out the mother and the ship starts to sink. I’m the keeper of the knowledge, you see. The knowledge that is tricky to pass on. Little things that smooth our voyage. Like the way the 3 year old likes his toast to be spread. The knack of knowing it’s time for his favourite show to start on TV. The ability to find the 5 year old’s lost treasures around the house. The gift of interpreting her mis-said words. The instinct to pull up her blankets in the middle of the night. Where the nail clippers are kept. Where their zoo collection is kept. How to rub their backs when they are hurt.

I am not indispensible, but I know my crew like no-one else does. And mother love keeps us sailing better.

So here I am. Letting go. Trusting my helpers. And hoping it’s not so rough on the flip side.

Send me your good thoughts, virtual cups of tea, positive vibes and prayers – whatever you have to give. I’ll welcome it all.




This is a story about a small out-dated creamy cream kitchen that turned into a modern, light and beautiful space.

I don’t know where to start when describing our old kitchen. It was dank and poky. The adjoining dining area was a thoroughfare. And the floors were an unsightly grey-beige lino. Perhaps I’ll let the pictures do the talking. (And bonus, you get a glimpse at our chaos factor too!)

Blog 020Blog 036 Blog 018The transformation of this space was the most radical part of our renovations. The plan was to swap the kitchen and dining locations, add a walk-in pantry, move the stairs, and cut out a couple of walls here or there.

Sometimes in life its better to start all over again. Nothing better than a good gutting!

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It felt like we had bare walls for an eternity. It probably wasn’t that long, but I equate the bare walls stage with the mice stage and I’m afraid my irrational fear of vermin peaked at an all time high. I got all twitchy at the thought of another night of mice. I confess, I’m still a bit traumatised.
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The day we got plaster I was so happy I almost cried. NO MORE MICE.

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A new wall went up where the stairs used to be.

Blog 2758Meanwhile the bi-fold doors were installed out to the new deck. And the new dining room (old kitchen) got a bigger window. More light! More light!

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The wall between our living area and the kitchen/dining was cut out. Cabinets in, and I could finally imagine the kitchen taking shape.

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Walls painted. Sink and oven installed.

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On New Year’s Day we finally got to use our kitchen just a little bit. No more cooking in the bathroom!

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In January the splashback and the lights were installed. In February the floors were sanded and stained. (And we vacated our house for a week during that time).

Which brings us to now. Today our kitchen is… well, it’s perfect. Perfect for us.

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I sacrificed half of my laundry for a massive walk-in pantry. Worth. It.

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This is the wall where the stairs used to be. I asked our builder to put a window at the top of it because I wanted the hallway on the other side to get some light. And also because it was going to look fabulous. Of course he said yes! He loved a challenge.

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I love the red. Gosh, how I love the red.

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The new space opens up so beautifully to our deck. I love the sweeping views of our garden.

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Most of all I love how this has become such a positive space.

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It’s amazing what a renovation can do to lift your spirits. All the problems of real life might not magically go away, but a fresh space makes us feel better every morning. And better mornings have a good chance of turning into better days.




Follow The Road

March 19, 2014

Follow the road to where it catches the crisp curve of morning, easing to the right. Turn down the narrow lane, fumbling over gumnuts through the veil of dizzy jasmine. At the brink of the creek, take the widening path, past the old sad willow crying at the foot of the hill of praise. There you […]

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A Deck – Renovations Part 2

March 16, 2014

Before renovations we had the ugliest junk-filled patio in the universe. Hands down. We won. We completely admit responsibility for its demise. Yes, yes we do. But it was a rather uninspiring in the first place. Was it even a patio? There were those awkward steps down. There was that hot roof. And SO many cobwebs. […]

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A House – Renovations Part 1

March 14, 2014

Here’s a crazy idea: Completely renovate a house over four months while still living in it with your 3 year old and 5 year old. It was insane. But we did it anyway. Imagine 12 weeks without a kitchen. Imagine 4 weeks without a washing machine. Imagine 5 weeks of mice scampering around you. Imagine […]

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To Begin

March 12, 2014

Let it all uncoil. One word at a time. To begin again. To begin.  :::::: Here is my view right now. The first moment of stillness in months. Bright new morning. I’m sorry I’ve been away. I feel like I’ve been a sailor on the seas, and this is my first day on dry land. […]

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December 31, 2013

For a year or two now my girl and I have been doing the “I love you all the way to the moon…” thing. You know, the tender bedtime whisper or the exuberant cuddly squeeze. Though very soon it was clear the moon was not enough, so we branched out to the planets. We got […]

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Ten Years

December 10, 2013

Ten years ago a bride woke up on her wedding day with a bruise the size of a grapefruit on her fore-arm. It was green and unsightly, but the long Juliet-sleeves of her wedding dress covered it up nicely. She thought the bruise was odd, but she soon forgot about it because she was about […]

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Little Lion Part 3

November 8, 2013

If he was born a girl, his middle name would have been Honey. But he wasn’t a girl, he was boy. A boy with the look of an ancient soul. He was beautiful. And he arrived into the world roaring like a lion. He roared for a year. Then he bounced and leapt for another. […]

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The Epiphany of Home

October 19, 2013

I’m popping in to give a quick update. Not my usual kind of post, but I am time poor and adventure rich. Let me attempt to recap how we ended up right here, right now. A month or so back I wrote about my longing for home. It was intense, melancholic, urgent. I had reached […]

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