On a patch of green beside the Brisbane River, we gather.
Our shoes are abandoned for the freedom of the cool, soft grass under our feet, while the gentle river breeze whips the girls into frenzied excitement as they dance around me impatiently awaiting their dinner.
I roll out a picnic rug and plonk our takeaway pizza boxes on top. Each week it is the same. Ham and pineapple for Miss Six, ham and cheese for Miss Four, vegetarian for me and carbonara pasta for Dave. Dave cracks a coldie and pours me a glass of crisp, white wine.
We sit and eat watching the river sparkle under the glow of the sunset just moments before the skyline is transformed into a magical fairyland of lights. In between the girls’ chitter chatter, Dave and I attempt to catch up on our week.
This picnic on dusk has become our tradition this year. It is the perfect way for us to unwind from the week and reboot for the week to come. With our lives seemingly busier than ever, we need this simple pleasure to reconnect.
2016 has been a big one for our family. At the close of 2015, I knew 2016 was going to be a year of change – and it was!
Miss Six started Prep and I was quick to learn how busy being a school mum can be. We found our rhythm soon enough and fell in love with our school community. I took on the role of marketing coordinator on the school’s P&F and had a ball working with a group of amazing people to pull together some impressive events.
I took six months’ leave from work earlier this year and threw myself into freelance writing and social media management. I loved being able to drop the kids off to school and daycare, work my butt off in between, and then pick them up at 3pm. Who knew how fast the school day goes and how focused you need to be to kick goals in the hours in between!
At the end of my long service leave, I decided it was now or never to take a leap and try something new. While I loved freelancing, my business was in the early stages and I needed the security of a regular wage. I was lucky enough to apply for and win a marketing role working school hours four days a week, allowing me to continue my freelancing and spend the time with the kids that I wanted.
The second week into my new job, Miss Four rolled off the couch and broke her collar bone. I was incredibly grateful for my village – mum, my mother-in-law and my aunt – who took care of our darling girl for two weeks while I regretfully continued working. Never have I been so grateful for the support of my village.
This year we celebrated a sixth birthday and a fourth birthday. I became an aunty for the seventh time and we said goodbye to my darling, Granny, who is in my heart every day.
We took a much-needed weekend away to Jemima’s in Northern NSW and enjoyed some beautiful family time together.
In between all of that, I managed to keep this little old blog tinkering along.
My stats tell me there have been four standout posts this year – a couple about married life, one about taking time off work, and one about my completely hopeless pelvic floor. Joy.
Well, I don’t want to babble on too much today as I know you’re all crazy busy this time of year. I’d like to extend to you my heartfelt thanks for supporting and interacting with my blog this year. It means the world to me that so many of you can relate to my words and stories. It can be a scary thing putting your words, thoughts, worries and dreams out there into the world. Thank you for always being respectful and kind when reading my blog. I am honoured that you all take the time to read my stories.
I’m taking a few weeks off from the blog, but I’ll still be playing around on Instagram and Facebook (or perhaps I should be taking a Facebook detox. My 2016 year in review informed me I liked a disgraceful 22,000 things on Facebook this year. God alive!).
Merry Christmas from my family to yours.
See you on the flip side.
Linking up today with Kylie Purtell for the final IBOT of the year.