Week 21 | Living Arrows

Sometimes to remember why you do something, you have to go right back to the start.

Yesterday, Ruby cried as I lifted my camera & said ‘ I don’t want you to be a retographer anymore’.  The words cut right through me. She just stood there and looked at me.  Little trails of tears streaming down her face and dropping onto her dress as she clutched Mr Rabbit tight to her chest.

Since she was a baby I’ve always had my camera attached to me, like another limb.  Recording all those little moments.  If I close my eyes tight enough I can smell her milk soaked lips, feel her tiny newborn hands, and rub my nose that soft little curl on the back of her head that seem to vanish before my eyes.

When did having her photograph taken become a chore?  I worry its my fault and I’ve taken the fun out of it, having a camera where my face should be, nothing is right or worth it if you have to force it.  But I hope its a mistake.  A learning curve, one of those childhood phases we put down to her ‘age’.

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Beautiful dress was a gift from the gorgeous Belle & Boo.  Our absolute favourite place!

Week 20 | Living Arrows

The last 9 months (18 months, if I am completely honest) have been some of the most challenging of my life.
When you have a baby, your life changes dramatically.  You adjust to life with this whole other human being your in charge of keeping safe.
When you have twins, its like a whole other ball game.  I remember asking the midwife for permission if I was allowed to leave, with two.  Just incase someone had made a mistake somewhere in the last 9 months.  I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact I had grown two little humans all at once and now I was taking them home with me.

un. super. vised.

 This is the girl that isn’t allowed near any kind of glue without an appropriate adult present after glueing my eye closed.  In an airport.  I might tell that story another day.

But when you have twins, you don’t really manage to get out quite as much as you like, once the newborn stage goes, the visits decrease and eventually you find yourself with one or two things to keep you sane every few months.  My diary was once crammed with coffee dates, lunches, meetings, play dates for Ruby, wine nights & cinema dates, with countless trips to fancy little tea shops in between.  These days I get to see outside my front door when I drop Ruby at pre school and I walk the babies around the block or meet the local mummies one day for a quick breakfast while the bigger kids are in pre school or if I am at work.  We do breakfast, lunches, nappies, bottles, naps, pick ups, drop offs, more nappies drops at friends, friends at ours, more lunches, cleaning, and hoovering up the 40 stray Hama beads that were scattered on the floor after friends visited and cleaning the muddy foot prints from her building fairy houses in the garden.  But it’s ok.  I wouldn’t change it for the world.   You don’t get invited to the fancy lunches with friends you used to hang out with & if you are lucky enough to be invited or remembered, well you’re even luckier if you fit your pushchair through the door of the quaint little tea shop you once loved.  Losing friends due to such an ‘inconvenience’ means they probably weren’t too hot at the whole friendship thing in the first place, some you outgrow and some stick you like glue, those kind are rare, but by far the most important you’ll ever have.

This year I have submerged myself into work.  Plotting, planning and working with some amazing companies.  The current phase of my life is wonderful its brought me to meet so many people through the wonder that is Instagram, some I consider already amazing friends.  Some I’ve met only a handful of times, but I feel like we’ve known each other for a hundred years.
It’s opened up a whole world of possibilities that I didn’t even know existed & is making my heart oh so happy.  I am so thankful I can share some of the most important things in my life with those closest to me.

I look at these little faces and think, right now, why would I want to be anywhere else?  We are pretty darn happy within our little tribe.

Happy 9 months my little wildlings.

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#Our_nest | Home

Last weeks theme on #Our _nest was home.  We love being at home, which is just as well sometimes with the British weather and a double pushchair.
Being at home, cozied up in warm towels after a bath, late mornings in bed watching our favourite films & snuggling with cups of tea and a good book.

Where else would you want to be?


I love a good bit of faffing and home styling.  Snuggled kids and family photographs.  Here are my favourites from the week of Home.

@nataliecreates @darlingbudsofme @capturebylucy
@ashessig @byevyphotography @annemariedijkstra
@lowrih @peggypeg__ @themummydiary


My favourite shot this week was from @amberthrane, her home is to die for.  So beautifully styled!  not to mention her adorable little ones.
Go and check out everyones feeds and share a little love!


Huge thanks to all those who take part each week, I love seeing your images!

This weeks theme is HAPPINESS.  To join in and play along just tag your images with #our_nest.
A new theme is announced each Saturday morning on @lovingthelittlethings.

Lets see what makes you happy!  Happy tagging x

Childhood Unplugged | Simple Living

I crave to have a minimalist, all white, clutter free home.  With spots of colour, carefully arranged books in beautiful tones, that match my cosiest blankets.
But I have a serious issue with clutter and ‘pretty little things’.  I love little hanging hearts, cute little tea light holders and lots of flowers.

I am the same with photographs.  I love a cluster of fabrics and textured layers, in locations full of wild beauty.



Simplifying things can redirect your focus and remind you why you did things in the first place.
I started photographing to capture moments of happiness, little smiles and the sheer joy of Ruby, well being Ruby.  No iPad, no tv, not even any toys.  Just a white sheet on my bed infront of the window.  With a little appearance from Poppy Cat too.





In 2013 I was lucky enough to be nominated and in the finals for ‘Best Photography’ Blog at the Mad Blog Awards.  I got to attend a swish little dinner and meet some amazing mummy & daddy bloggers.  It’s such an honour just to be nominated along side some of these amazing bloggers.  If you have a moment and would like to nominate me for this years awards, you can do so here: Mads 2015, Ruby & I would both be thrilled!  Nominations close Friday 15th May.

(I’m also looking for a sponsor for a blogging event in June if any lovely companies are interested).




I’m taking part in so many lovely projects this year that pushes me to bust out the big camera.  Since having the twins, the dynamic of our family has changed.  I’m finding my feet as a mother of 3 & simplifying everything seems the only way forward right now.  Everything seems like such chaos.
So, Go back.  Start at the beginning.  And remind yourself why you started, it might just change where your heading.


Week 19 | Living Arrows

I am your mother, you are my child
I am your quiet place, you are my wild
I am your calm face, you are my giggle
I am your wait, you are my wiggle
I am your audience, you are my clown
I am your London Bridge, you are my falling down
I am your Carrot Sticks, you are my licorice
I am your dandelion, you are my first wish
I am your water wings, you are my deep
I am your open arms, you are my running leap
I am your way home, you are my new path
I am your dry towel, you are my wet bath
I am your dinner, you are my chocolate cake
I am your bedtime, you are my wide awake
I am your finish line, you are my race
I am your praying hands, you are my saving grace
I am your favourite book, you are my new lines
I am your nightlight, you are my sunshine
I am your lullaby, you are my peek-a-boo
I am your kiss goodnight, you are my I love you

 Author: Maryann K Cusimano