Taking a picture of my children each day this month means that as I watch my day unfold, I am looking to find the very thing that day, that will write part of their story. The story of January 2012. I am not taking photo’s all day long & then choosing a picture at the...
I love that at any time of the day, she paints. She paints with the very same brushes I was painting with when my waters broke with her in my belly. I still haven’t finished that painting. I’ve been a little distracted for the 5 years that have followed that labour. I’ll paint again…. but...
1st January 2012… 1st January 2011… I love that with one picture I can see the things that have changed over a year & the things that have remained the same. Ava went from 4 to 5. Anouk went from 1.5 to 2.5. In that year I have seen Ava grow to the point where...
Just a few of the things I loved about this Christmas… taking our girls into the city to see the big tree, Anouk pretending to be Mary with baby Jesus, reading them the story of Christmas & asking Anouk many times who’s birth we celebrate at Christmas only for her to answer every time “yours...
There’s a story behind every baby’s arrival into the world. Each story as unique as the babies themselves. Molly is from a family of story tellers & one day Molly will hear the stories that lead to her birth. She will hear the stories of tears… & joy. She will hear of the two women...
On Monday we had some fun making a Christmas corner at home. The girls hung the decorations on the tree and we made a paper chain to hang over the fire place. Last year we placed our Christmas books in a basket by the tree & read a Christmas story each night in December. We...
Bedtime for children. Sometimes there’s simply a story, a cuddle, a kiss, the words good night & before you know it you have children who are sound asleep at a reasonable hour. Other times it is a little more like this drawn out scene from our place last night… Christmas bedtime story, teeth brushing, me:...
When motherhood was new, I wondered. I wondered what times waited in our future. I wondered what it would look like. The days ahead, where everything would be new through her eyes. I wrote in her baby book that what ever happened we would laugh together. I promised her laughter. I hoped we would have...
Miss 4: “mum! watch me, watch me, watch me!!!” me: *watching* miss 4: “OK are you ready mum?” me: “Yep, I’m ready” miss 4: “OK mum close your eyes” me: *eyes closed* {insert loud swishing jumping landing sound here} miss 4: “mum!! You didn’t watch!! I did my trick & you didn’t watch!” me: “but you...
- STAY IN TOUCH -
Newcastle, Hunter, Central Coast, Sydney
lisajay@bylisajay.com
- INSTAGRAM -
@lisa_jay | @lisajayphotosandfilms
Ha this is such a great capture! It is too cold where we are to be jumping on the trampoline. I look forward to following your January Project too. 🙂
PS I love how you write a memory & than the date. I think I’m going to do this too. That way when I print the pictures I will have a little ‘refresher’ when I look at it years from now. 🙂
I hope my other comment went through. IT gave me an error message.
Love that you didn’t pick the “pretty” one. I’m finding myself doing the same. I can hear the giggles and squeals too!