An unconventional poem

I had one of those days where your toddler decides to throw a tantrum whilst on the potty and then decides to throw that potty, filled with her wees... at you... yep one of them days. 

Being at my lowest of lows I decided to go for a walk and let off some steam with the little devils angels and couldn't help notice all the childless people looking Oh So bright and bushy tailed with their groomed hair and matching socks. My tired brain started to think of them as freedom... they have freedom... they are the Freedom Walkers. This poem is a warning to them and a Holla to all my mamas who can revel in my woes...

Freedom Walkers

Freedom walker ill start with number one, its suppose to begin as the moon pulls down the sun. 

You feel that tired sensation finally take sweep, 

all you want to do is lie down your weary bones.......and sleep. 

This basic human need that helps us thrive 

is when your little one really comes alive. 

They want booby and bottle all night long, no amount of rocking can calm them, 

not even a lullaby song! 

Stop your late night shenanigans and partying till dawn, 

soon you'll be plagued with endless yawns. 

So start banking up those Zzzed's and cherishing those blissful hours tucked up in bed... 

For as hard as it may seem, 

all that beauty sleep you so love will be nothing but a distant dream. 

The baby finally settles...

lying horizontally in your bed...

Leaving no room at all to rest your sleepy head. 

Theres a hand in your hair and a foot in your ear, a toe up your nose and a finger thats about to impose. 

But it's not over yet because when they finally sleep no slumber can prevail as one tiny movement from you and they scream and they wail!!

Number two.. Well, is all about poo.. 

That glorious gift you still have, 

of being able to eliminate alone, upon your enamel throne. 

No curious eyes watching as you sat, asking questions like " why mummy does mine look like this and yours looks like that..?" 

No little hands trying to help wipe your bits, no constipation from being at the end of your wits! 

No interruptions before you are done, no little person with the toilet paper on the run. 

Enjoy your sacred time little freedom walker 

before too long you'll have your own little gawker!

Number three u see is important to me

it's about eating when your HUNGRY! 

Oh freedom walker how I envy thee! 

Here's a little secret and please take note, 

When you feel the pang to eat you'll barely get the chance to sit upon your seat,

For every mother knows that each time they go to take a bite 

a little cry or "I want yours!" comes from the mouth of the little mite.

Yes, Just when you need your energy the most, 

you find yourself eating nothing but day old, cold burnt toast

A cup of tea you say? 

Sure, why not..

Just don't expect to drink any of it resembling hot.

Love Astrid x

Mud and Cookies

Just some times we had...

Every morning I take the babies out for a play 

Who needs toys when you have a concrete circle to run around on?!

Hands digging in the earth - fun and healthy!

We have a park that is abundant with oranges and grapefruit

Afternoon baking sessions

Almond and Vanilla Cookies from Petite Kitchen Journal - Moorish!

Impromptu music and dance sessions often ensue after our baking - Even my daughter who is only two gives my dance moves a funny look!

Mila about to try and feed her brother cookie dough :/

Get Well Soon Chicken Soup

Mmmmm hot chicken soup. Nothing tickles at your childhood subconscious more than this winter favourite. Whenever Mr Sniffles comes creeping into our home I'm straight to the kitchen to cook up this cold fighting soup. So why is this ancient medicinal broth dubbed the "Jewish penicillin"? Chicken soup helps to alleviate respiratory tract inflammation and is also said to ease the flow of nasal secretions. Not only does it soothe winter ailments it is also comfort food at its finest.

My chicken soup is great for families because it's quick and easy to make and full of flavour that even the little ones will enjoy. Freestyle with this by adding your favourite veggies.

Eat up and be well!

My Get Well Soon Chicken Soup

Recipe:

2tbspn olive oil

4 boneless chicken thighs

1onion finely chopped

4 cloves of garlic finely chopped

1 Litre of good quality chicken stock

1 cup water

1 cup Risoni pasta

Zest of one lemon

Juice of two lemons

Handful of Italian parsley 

Handful of spinach roughly chopped 

1tspn grated ginger (optional)

Grated Parmesan 

Salt and pepper 

Heat oil in a large heavy based pot. On a medium heat fry onion and garlic until onion is soft. Add chicken thighs to onion and garlic and cook until chicken is sealed. Add chicken stock and water and bring to the boil. Then turn down heat to low and simmer broth until chicken is cooked. Once chicken is cooked remove from pot and set aside. Now add your Risoni to the pot. While Risoni is cooking start shredding your cooked chicken. When Risoni is soft and cooked, add the shredded chicken back to the pot along with the lemon rind, lemon juice, parsley, spinach and ginger (I add the ginger as an extra immune booster.) Season to taste. 

Serve in soup bowls with grated Parmesan on top. 

Bon Appetite! 

Winter Warmth

Words are powerful. What I may say and mean more often than not will not mean the same to you. A word I love may evoke feelings of despair or a memory you had chosen to put away in a little box, locked.  A simple word can trigger many different thoughts, feelings and memories. Like a word as simple as warmth.

Warmth is a word that has been on my mind a lot lately. As I lay here nestled in next to my baby I feel nothing but warmth. Inside and out. His milky breath warms me. His little body all wrapped up in soft cottons warms me. His presence of expansiveness and unconditional  love, warms me. 

In these cold, darker, wintery days warmth is something we seek. 

Warm fabrics and skin on skin contact

We find it under feather filled covers of the bed warming up little feet and toes with our hands.

We find it when we walk in the door with cold noses only to be kissed hello with warm lips.

We find it on the palms of our hands glowing orange as they face the crackling fire.

A warming cuppa

We find it in a hot ginger tea, the spices creating a slow burning fire in our bellies. 

Winter is a time for connection and reflection. Use this season to hunker down with the ones you love. Edge a little closer to that special someone sitting next to you, take their warmth, give them warmth. Rest in the fact that you feel introverted at this time. Tis' the season to be inside and to delve deep into oneself. 

Mamas hand, warm and protective

It is a basic human need to be warm. Give the gift of warmth to your children or a loved one or a stranger for that matter, in the form of a hot chicken soup, a pair of woolly gloves or a heartfelt I love you, I love you, I love you.

Love Astrid x

Mama Georgie Moo Moo and Lil Lou

Hey there. I am a mama. And i love my job. However, it is so much more than a job. It is a passion. Motherhood excites me and challenges me on every level of my being. My children are and always will be my greatest teachers. When I'm not up to my elbows in poop and wee I take a moment to reflect on how crazy my days are and the organization, patience and energy you have to give and invest into your family. Its these whirlwind days of raising young chicks that has inspired me to start this blog.

I want to share with you my experiences of motherhood, inspire you, nurture you, cry with you, laugh with you and hopefully offer some real raw insight into family life. Im also a yoga teacher and very drawn to healing through natural remedies and using food as your medicine. I'm endeavoring to integrate a more holistic approach into our daily lives while still sticking to a budget and being realistic about the ebbs and flows of life. Don't fret, I'm not about to go all peace, love and mung beans on you! My toddler does watch T.V and my baby does not solely wear 100% natural organic, hemp, vegan, everything free clothing..

Here i will share how I nurture my family of four living in a world that is becoming more fast paced and technologically driven by the second whilst telling us to slow down and live a pure organic lifestyle. My journey is to find the balance. Some days I will write and other days I will show through pictures and poems. Enjoy.

Love Astrid