12

It is time of the year when there is so much daylight, when there is so much blossom and greenness everywhere. Time of warmth. Beautiful time to be born. Elliot is 1 now. 12 months have passed.

12 months of endlessly growing love, joy and....exhaustion. 12 months of learning new life, finding balance between holding and letting go, following my intuition. 12 months of bedtime stories, singing, laughter and being together. Sharing every moment together, staying in the present. He is my teacher of mindfulness.12 months of many first: words (mama and tata which stands for daddy in Polish), strawberries, paintings and drawings, discoveries of the world around him, joy and laughter and first solo steps on his birthday. 365 days of saying 'I love you' and 'goodnight'. 365 days of gratitude for him, for this gift of life.
Thank you Elliot.

Family adventures

Elliot and I went to Edinburgh few weeks ago. It was a beautiful, little journey which we made together. Traveling with a child as a companion creates a special bond between parent and child, creates a special and unique memories. Every day is a journey and I am delighted to create memories with my son, together.

We had time full of play at playparks, museum and  Summerhall. We played, we laughed, celebrated spring in full blossom our first one, with many to come,  together...

Juno

I have so many thoughts which I would love to share. They come and go during the day when I am with Elliot. They all spread out somewhere in the corners of my memory at the end of the day. In the result of that the best will be to post gratitude list (the thought came during breastfeeding, the best time to unwind).
Gratitude list. April:

soda bread-my first ever,
garden,
bonfires, fossils and 'Autumn' by Ali Smith,
'20th century women' movie,
every single day and moment spent with Elliot,
grumpy days because then I appreciate happy ones,
being published in 'Juno' magazine
public library in Inverness

Camomile

Days like camomile

Noire

with love to black and white and my surroundings

Before and After

Time.
Before
and

After

Elliot.

10 months

Elliot is 10 months now. 10 months of new life, new journey. My heart is full of happiness and gratitude. However there are days when I feel being exhausted would never stop. These months taught me to trust my instincts and follow my heart. It has been a lesson of new self and old self, of loneliness (living rural) and going beyond. It has been time of experiencing love every day.

Last painting I did during pregnancy. I have been sketching Elliot's portraits since he was born. They are my prints of love, tiredness (always sketching in the evenings), gratitude, fear of being not perfect. They are my prints of motherhood. They are my gifts for Elliot.