Monday, June 25, 2012

My Favourite Moment

As crazy as this may seem, my favourite moment was nothing to do with the conference. I actually had two of these moments, one on each morning I was there.



It seemed rather silly to be setting an alarm in those early morning hours when I crawled into my bed, after some rather fun, and rather late, chats and giggles with my Mum and friends. But the interesting thing was, at 6:00 the next morning both my and my Mum's (who I shared a room with) alarms went off in unison, with the exact ring tone and all! How crazy is that!!!




A sideways glance at each other and some kind of mumble about beach and sunrise was all it took. We both jumped out of bed (reluctantly crawled may be further to the truth) and pulled on our running shoes. Without a second thought I bundled up my sleeping baby, quickly wrapped a quilt around him and hurried toward the sound of waves. The sound of the ocean had been calling me since we arrived the evening before and a sunrise was beconning even louder.






We found our way to the beach (quite amazing as neither of us are gifted in navigation skills and we got totally lost finding our way to the restaurant the evening before). The light was just beginning to show itself and the new moon shining down as if to welcome us to the weekend.





Then. . . . it was spectacular. The sun rose over the water with deserving magnificance. It even rendered my 13 month old, busy boy, silent and still (and that's really saying something!).



The rising sun is a sight I'll never tire of. I left that beach filled with renewed energy, excitement, refreshment and inspiration.

A small sacrifice of sleep seemed so insignificance in the beauty of the morning.



The next morning I had my family staying with me, so it was with trepidation that I ignored all that well-meaning advice to 'never wake a sleeping child'. I woke all four children and my husband and bundled them all down that sandy track in the semi-darkness, some still adorned in pj's and other wrapped in a mottley assortment of patchwork quilts to shield against the cold.



But oh. . . . it was worth it. What an honour to share such a moment of glorious beauty with my precious family. The conference my have been fantastic, but the moment that took my breath away was 6:34am on the beach.



A small amount of effort to experience more than beauty, it was magnificance.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Mum Heart Conference 2012

I told you have fantastic it was going to be here.
I mentioned how amazingly, awesome it was here.
And I'm still floating through my days with an extra lilt to my step as I reflect on the privilege of being a part of this event.

In Summary:

The People:

Fun and friendly. There was over a hundred of these beautiful ladies to get to know over the two days.
(Walking back to my room late in the evening, after all was finished and the next day prepared for, I heard bursts of giggles floating under several doors along the way. So I'm assuming it wasn't only me and my friends who spent those late hours pretending we were teens again and giggling the night away.)

The Team:

What a delightful looking bunch of ladies (I'm sure you agree.) They all had their roles to play and did it with grace and excellence. Without these ladies and all their efforts, this conference wouldn't have been such a success, I feel it's rather a privilege to be in this photo with them. You are an amazing group of ladies.


The Speakers:

Three different ladies all very different in style, topic and experience. But somehow it was as if they had been orchestrated together as one - just the right mix of everything.
I was challenged by Barb as she shared from her heart about making our home just that - a home, and making our marriage just that - a marriage.
I was brought to tears and humbled by Ann as she shared her deeply personal story of overcoming Cancer.
I was inspired by Belinda as she shared from her personal experience as a Mum. She inspired me to live my life fuller, grab my dreams and hold them close, write down our family stories, live intentionally in every area of our family life.

The Location:

Just PERFECT!!!!




The Extras:

All accounted for.




My Favourite Moment:


I'll tell you about tomorrow . . . . .




A weekend like this is all about sharing with friends and here are some of my blogging friends thoughts on the conference:

Live Life with Your Kids
Happy Sparrow
Quiet Sonbeams


ps. If you were at Mum Heart and I've missed your blog, please leave a comment.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

I've Been Sewing Winter Jackets

That's right - my sewing machine has been purring away ever so nicely recently. I've enjoyed a few moments here and there to create some winter warmth and Mummy/Auntie love.
The days around here have become slightly cooler and the mornings have a definite chill to the air. It's rather early in the morning when we all bundle into the car en-rout to music or tennis lessons and I've discovered this super busy, crawling bub's wardrobe selection was lacking anything warm enough.
Well that's a good enough excuse for me anyway, as I begin rumbling through my fabric stash and drooling over the gorgeousness found in this pattern.






It takes a bit of creativity getting any photo of this boy at the moment, let alone a decent photo, and a 'picturebook' photo - not happening here while he is so busy. Sitting still is not his favourite pastime!
After one boy is perfectly, snugly, warmly rugged up in his jacket, I start to think that maybe his little cousin, just a few weeks younger than him, could well do with one of these as well. And really wouldn't it be nice to play with some pink for a while as well.

Thus, Jacket number two was created.






Then. . . . well . . . the pattern comes down for really little bubs. . . . And I was about to become an Auntie of another little girl. . . . And she will be living in a rather colder climate than we do. . . . And well I was sort of enjoying playing with pink. . . . so I decided that another, much smaller, jacket was definitely needed.




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Oh, it's nice to begin this cool season with a practical jacket, just perfect for the busy adventures ahead.


Sewing Notes:
Pattern - Anna Maria Horner's Handmade Beginnings Jacket

Monday, June 18, 2012

It's my day off.

Monday has rolled around once again, as it does each week, and I'm buzzing on a 'high' while collapsing in a heap at the very same time. This past weekend was the Mum Heart Conference, at which I had to privilege of being MC. The conference was absolutely fantastic. It surpassed expectations all round and I'll tell you more about that in the days to come, when I have some photos ready.

The conference may have been such a wonderful experience and I have come home so fulfilled, but . . . . it's a lot of hard work organizing and being MC. Giving out all weekend, being on hand for questions, missing meal times (and sleep because I was giggling with friends!) and having a big responsibility has left me a little shattered. After losing my voice last week I managed to keep talking all weekend but today there isn't much left in my vocal chords.

With a determination to keep the buzz of the last 2 days alive somehow, I determined to mange this Monday a little different to normal.

It was intentional to let today come and go in a fairly relaxed manner. One of those days when I needed a RDO (Rostered Day Off) myself to catch up. Being a Mum and homeschooling my children those RDO's are pretty hard to orchestrate! So I determined to get the morning routine / structure in place then after music practices and a small amount of structured school I would throw in some TV time. I'm fine with that - days like this I need to utilize whatever resources I have at my disposal. ABC iview came to my rescue and Mister Maker is a particular favourite in our household.

The temptation was there to race around and get everything done - you know hang the washing, put on the evening meal, vacuum the floor etc. But this time was my RDO and maybe I could stretch it to an hour if not a whole day! So a steaming mug of coffee in hand and a little chocolate thrown in for good measure led me to find a chair and warm sunlight streaming in the window. I did nothing for at least 10 minutes, and oh that felt good. I rested, relaxed and reflected on the past two days - my role, my dream, my friends, my experience.

And . . . in this time I discovered something even more enlightening . . . . . sometimes homeschooling happens 'better' when the 'teacher' gets out of the way! My two big ones finished watching Mister Maker and disappeared outside to get creative, with amazing results. There have been dolls created, Easter stories acted out, shops/libraries made, doll clothes sewn, dance styles compared, music analyzed, books read and discussed afterwards by the two of them, and so much more. All this because I let them watch a short television program and simply decided to take an hour off.







Being a homeschool Mum is a fulfilling role and for me it is quite literally 'living my dream'. I absolutely love planning and 'teaching' and all that goes along with homeschooling but even more than that I delight in seeing my children learn. Today I realized they are discovering something hugely important - how to learn themselves.

So for me today, it was just right to give the teacher her RDO.




PS. I'll tell you all about the conference very soon - I promise.