Well how on earth did we make it through a quarter of the year in what seemed like the blink of an eye? I don’t even think I’ve gotten over my hangover from New Year’s yet and I’ve managed to fly down to Brisbane and Byron Bay, squeeze in a night or 2 in the Whitsunday’s, move in with the boyfriend, break my little toe, watch my herb garden blossom, and most importantly help my beautiful Dachshund give birth to 5 new puppies just in time for Easter! BREATHE. JUST BREATHE.
Or should I say more red wine please? No seriously, ever since returning from the Margaret River wine region in November it’s all I can drink. I won’t even look at whites, spirits, liqueurs, or cocktails. Red, Red Wine, thank you and good night.
Okay back to the puppies… Because seriously, what’s more ‘Easter’ appropriate than celebrating new life? In what was one of the most amazing experiences I’ve had thus far, I had the privilege of assisting our darling Audrey push out 3 baby girls, and 2 handsome boys from 1am to 5am on Sunday March 25th. And in even more important news, I’m keeping one! After seeing little Charlotte hanging out of her mum in the birthing sac for an hour, worrying that all the blood pooling in this sac was surely going to result in a stillborn, I finally got to see her take those first breaths and felt an immediate connection. Holding something so precious and fragile in your bare hand, watching it squeak, wriggle and stretch is just incredible. This is what it’s all about. Birth, love and life.
Time has honestly just flown by these past 3 months, and I’m suddenly finding myself asking ‘What am I doing?’. I’ve been living in my hometown now for nearly 18 months surrounded by family, I’ve got a lovely boyfriend who has let me into his home (with all of my candles, shells and Balinese hangers), and I’ve made some new friends through work. I couldn’t be more happier, and it’s such a vast comparison to this time a year ago when I was just starting a new job, filled with daily anxiety and depression, struggling to forgive myself for packing it in and moving home. I now know there’s absolutely no shame in saying enough is enough, and when one door closes… well you know the rest. The one thing I’m looking forward to this year is working on my writing and creative outlets, as I’ve definitely let this slide lately. Things like doing the dishes and catching up on sleep have taken precedence over the things I enjoy, and there’s no time like the present to get back on track.
Hoping you all have a wonderful Easter filled with family, loved ones and a little indulgence 🙂