Thursday, 24 August 2017

Dawn's Men

I'm tired.

Hello tired! I'm...too tired for dad-jokes.

At 32 weeks pregnant I am starting to find it very difficult to keep up with this beautiful blue eyed boy, especially now that nap time seems to be a thing of the past (not fair - I need naps more than he does now)!

Being an adventurous toddler, Robin has no self-preservation skills and gives me 10,000 heart attacks per day. Sometimes we don't even leave the house when it's just the two of us because I know the stress caused by doing so won't be worth it. He won't hold my hand for more than a minute before something catches his attention and he runs off, and being heavily pregnant I just can't keep up with him. I feel like a terrible parent 99% of the time. I'm trying my best but my best never feels good enough and I second guess myself constantly. 

Thursday, 20 July 2017

In which I return...

Yes, that's right. I am officially blowing off the cobwebs and FINALLY updating this blog! Try not to die of shock. I didn't know I was capable of breaking up my long-term relationship with extreme procrastination.

I may as well get right to the meat of it - I am pregnant with boy number 2! It's official. I'm outnumbered. Let the battle for keeping the toilet seat down begin. In this entry I'll try and catch you all up with what has been going on over the last year and a bit, as well as sharing my recent maternity shoot photos.

Needless to say, Robin is obviously no longer a baby. He's a walking, talking and extremely naughty almost THREE year old. Look! He's so grown up now.

Friday, 10 June 2016

Of Kingdoms and Castles

"The sea-flood sprung up to such a height, and did so much harm, as no man remembered that it ever did before".

Hello. It has been a while, hasn't it? I have certainly missed blogging - but if you read my last post I am sure you will understand why I had to step away for a few months. I had an introduction planned inside my head for this entry but now I can't seem to grasp any of the words. I'm typing whatever pops into my head first, if I'm to be completely honest. I  also had an incredibly nasty bout of pneumonia that left me good-for-nothing for over 3 weeks.

I took a break from blogging because I lost someone very dear to me. My grandmother. Her passing has left a hole in my heart that I doubt will ever feel truly filled again. She was an incredible woman and my head is filled with warm, loving memories of her. I still don't feel that I have allowed myself to grieve seems incomprehensible that she isn't here anymore. My mind and heart haven't accepted it and I don't know when or if they will.

I think it was important for me to take a break from Eggshell Days and the blogosphere in general, even if my absence was longer than I originally intended. Although, I still don't feel that I'm in quite the appropriate head-space for it, which is partly why I'm going to share an adventure that took place in the Summer. Before.

Thursday, 19 November 2015

Brief hiatus

Between the three of us getting ill and the deeply saddening recent loss of a loved one, I will be taking a short break from blogging.

I am torn up and grieving right now. I need  some time.

Here are a few shots of the new digs...

Goodbye for now.

Thursday, 29 October 2015

We are Radiant

How we came to be

I do believe I mentioned during my last entry, A Kinder September, that Connor and I were lucky enough to have won a couple's photoshoot with Sarah of The Salty Sea blog. I am overjoyed that I can now share these images with all of you - Sarah is an incredibly talented photographer. She doesn't just capture moments in time, she captures the magic happening within them. There is warmth and feeling within her work that seems far too rare in this world.

Thursday, 15 October 2015

Our Wild Hearts

Today I would like tell you all about the adventure my close friend Natalee and I shared together a handful of months ago. 

Last year, during the third trimester of my pregnancy, my husband and I happened quite by chance to stumble across a beauty spot very close to our home. It is located near Boscawen Park in Truro; which is a very popular area we have visited on occasion over the years. However, we had no idea this place was hidden so close by. That is truly one of my favourite things about Cornwall, it never reveals all of its secrets at once. It retains mystery and chooses what it wants to share with you and when. I never tire of it.

However, I am terrible at keeping secrets and I love to share. So, here we go...

Wednesday, 30 September 2015

A Kinder September

September begins on the same day of the week as December every year, because there are 91 days in September, October and November, which is a multiple of seven. No other month ends on the same day of the week as September in any year. 

There are times when existence itself can feel overwhelming. I hurt too easily - although I loathe to show it and the seemingly unceasing cacophony of thoughts, memories and ideas are just too draining...too painful, even. I would like to, on occasion, leave my head somewhere and come back to it when I've had time to recharge and leave the entire planet for a while to hide away from all the noise. Get away from that sense of something slowly closing over the chest and throat.

Saturday, 12 September 2015

Now You are One

Meaning of the name Robin: Famed, bright; shining.

My beautiful little bird turned 1 on the 29th of August. For his father and I, it was a bittersweet day. Truly, it is  a wonder to see that he has grown so strong and confident  under our tireless care, but there is also disbelief in just how fleeting a year can really be. It is milestones like this that give me a renewed appreciation for photography - the power to pause time, to me, is my most cherished ability of all. I have a terrible memory and photography allows me  to freeze moments and look back upon them with perfect clarity. It is a magic power I will never willingly give up.

These sweet moments with this adored child are mine forever, and will be unmarked and unchanged with the passage of time.

 A year! I still cannot believe it. It only seems like yesterday he was just turning 1 week old.