CloudLoveBaby

CloudLoveBaby has moved…

cloudlovebaby — Tue, 15 Jun 2010 09:36:32 +0000

and can now be found here! As lovely as WordPress is, I am just not computer literate enough to make it work for me.

Thanks for the love wordpress!

www.cloudlovebaby.blogspot.com

I don’t like Dentists.

cloudlovebaby — Wed, 02 Jun 2010 10:18:54 +0000

It’s nothing personal, I just have a massive dislike of having to go to them. I hate the fear, the smell, the uncomfortable chairs. I had a root canal done 3 years ago and now I think his neighbour needs doing as well. It’s that same dull ache… I finally bit the bullet and rang for an appointment today and am going first thing tomorrow. *sigh*

Is it really only Monday?

cloudlovebaby — Mon, 31 May 2010 11:19:39 +0000

It’s been one of those days. I tossed and turned all night – no reason, just did – Buddy Jim woke up at the unfriendly time of 6.05 am and he was relentless today. Serves myself right, just last week I was telling friends how I may have had the difficult newborn but I had the easy toddler. If I have packed up the box of Duplo once today then I have packed that shit up a dozen times. I don’t know why it didn’t occur to me to put it away. I blame The Tired. In the middle of telling him that no he couldn’t go outside because it was midday! and too hot, he pushed on the front door, the unsnibbed front door, and tumbled out head first. I braced myself for blood, bruises, tears, but all I got was a triumphant grin for managing to break out into freedom. He scattered the stones from the driveway all over the grass (that’ll be fun to mow!), attacked a palm tree (it’s now missing Buddy Jim sized chunks), and tried to make a break for the removalist truck parked across the road. Somehow, right under my nose, next thing I know, Buddy Jim and Lucy the dog were sharing a mandarin fresh picked from the tree in the backyard. Fun fact about our dog: she can climb trees. Soley for the purpose of picking oranges and mandarins.

The troublesome two I speak of.

So that got me to 10.30am and that was right about the time I started dreaming of wine.

Don’t get me wrong, Buddy Jim is awesome fun, I love watching him explore his world, just some days I’m exhausted before I wake up. Surely I’m not the only mum like this?

On another note, a brighter less whiney one, I had the pleasure of ‘meeting’ a new friend, the lovely Gina from The Shabby Chic Cottage.

I want this

and these.

Ok, fun’s over, time to pack lunches, daycare bags, fold nappies and pack up the Duplo. Again.

They’re here!

cloudlovebaby — Fri, 28 May 2010 10:33:55 +0000

After many a trying set back, supplies going missing, illness and sheer exhaustion of being a working mum of an active toddler, CloudLoveBaby is finally stocked! There are teething issues I’m working through and I would probably pash anyone who can take half decent photos for me…

Bloggedy Blog Blog

cloudlovebaby — Mon, 17 May 2010 11:05:25 +0000

So today, on my way to the gym(!!), I was listening to triple J and there was a travel blog writer talking about being a successful travel blog writer (imagine if I’d paid attention to her name). She mentioned how there was about eleventy billion blogs out there in blog land and every one was trying to make a buck off them and some people were pretty ordinary writers and some people didn’t have a clear direction for their blog, some people didn’t have a theme, etc etc etc.

And it made me think. How embarrassing if peeps out there think I’m all so serious about this blog! Oh, the shame! This blog is about nothing more than a place to put stuff. A place for those who want to, to get to know me. I love the experience of purchasing a handmade object from the person’s hands that made it and conversing with them and getting to know a bit about them. I will buy completely unnecessary things purely because I loved my experience with the person I bought it from. This experience is obviously much easier at a market or stall, somewhere where you can feel the objects and talk face to face, but I still think it’s important in an online venue, so that’s what this is. This is how I am, these are the things I love to talk about and do, and that is why I blog. I don’t think I have anything all that interesting to say, I am not a brilliant writer – well I’m not a writer at all; I don’t take great photos – although I’d LOVE to!; and I go to other blogs when I want to see pretty stuff and read about design or just stare at gorgeous ‘stuff’ in beautiful photos. I blog so that in the very very near future when I finally have my etsy store up and away (I can’t believe how long it’s taken!) I want other mums, the people who are most likely to visit my store, to have a place to go to get to know who it is behind cloudlovebaby, why I do the things I do and what is important to me.

So there you go.

And as a parting gift, here is a place I like to visit when I want to look at pretty things. It has the bonus of being food.

Goodness

cloudlovebaby — Fri, 07 May 2010 05:13:33 +0000

It’s taken me 2 weeks, 2 WEEKS! to be able to upload my new header… My blog looked like it had a personality disorder, twitching and shaking and changing appearance every day while I stumbled my way through jpegs and pixels. But it’s done, the fabric I have been waiting for 2 months to arrive finally has and things are back on track.

Watch this space.

Or not. It’s ok. I feel like this blog is a dirty little secret that no one knows about. It’s like a journal with a lock hidden under a mattress.

Daintree

cloudlovebaby — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 11:43:34 +0000

There is a divine children’s book by an Australian author called, Where the Forest Meets the Sea.

It’s the story of a boy who takes a trip to a magical place, where the rainforest meets the sea, with his Grandpa. There, his imagination runs wild, seeing who and what had been there before him.

Where the Forest Meets the Sea is set in the beautiful Daintree rainforest, just down the road from our place. We took Buddy Jim there for his first visit on the weekend, and though the weather wasn’t the best - well it was crap, it was raining. In a rainforest. Who would have thought? – it was a great day out and about and he loved seeing all the trees and plants with their soft curls, long fronds and leaves big enough to camp under.

When not inspecting the plants and their leaves, he was busy waving at the tourist buses making them feel welcome.

65 Red Roses

cloudlovebaby — Thu, 15 Apr 2010 11:43:54 +0000

I can not stop thinking about Eva, the author of 65 Red Roses. I didn’t even know who she was while she was alive. I only knew of her days after her death when a friend gave me a link to her blog. I read the post saying she had passed and for some reason I was compelled to read her blog from start to finish. She was a beautiful, amazing, talented young woman living with Cystic Fibrosis, who died from chronic rejection while waiting for her 2nd lung transplant. It was so tragic to read, knowing how it ended. I kept wanting it to be different, for it to be a mistake. Surely someone that vibrant and alive can’t just stop being?

This feels really odd to say, I don’t know this person or her family, but Eva’s life has influenced mine. I have realised how much more I could be enjoying things in life, how much fun even little things can be. Because of Eva I’ve told my husband I want to be an organ donor. That if I can’t be here with my family, then maybe I can help someone else be here with their family.

If you have time, I’d love for you to go over to Eva’s blog, just spend 5 minutes. I bet she changes you a little bit too.

via 65 Red Roses

Procrastination.

cloudlovebaby — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 10:45:30 +0000

I am meant to be working. I have care tags to make, listings to write, photos to edit…and therein lies the problem. I’m wasting time look at Buddy Jim photos from Christmas. I’ll get back to it, but first, how freakin sweet is this photo?

Oh, I totally should have put an ick warning at the start of this post, I’m sorry, I just purged Mum Ick Love all over the page.

Sleepy head

cloudlovebaby — Wed, 07 Apr 2010 23:08:41 +0000

We lost power last night. Again. At 11.30pm. And it stayed off until 3.18am. Buddy Jim and I were awake for most of those 4 hours looking forlornly at each other, sad that our friends Fan and Aircon were lying dormant above out heads while we sweltered. The Mr is away for work at the moment and I swung between being cranky at the heat and lack of power and missing Mr because he’d have raced outside and switch the generator over if he’d been here, saving us all from the damp sticky heat. Buddy Jim then woke up at 6.40 and decided it was time to get up. By the time he’d had his nappy changed and breakfast he was exhausted so at 8 am was back in bed. It’s going to be a looong day.

Apart from being tired though, every time we lose power – every few weeks for a couple of hours or so at the moment – I get a little bit of a fright and a little bit of an impending doom, armageddon type feeling at how much we rely on our electricity supply. If the power goes out, we wake up and moan and complain. Our neighbours have lived here their entire lives – I hope I’m not insulting them by telling you they’re in their late 60s – and they have no aircon at all and I can guarantee you they wouldn’t even know we were without power for 4 hours last night. They make me feel like a wimp. We have…5 (oh my god!) aircons. We only ever have 1, rarely 2, running, but I feel like my carbon footprint is hanging over my head every time I turn one on and I get a little nervous at our reliance on such comforts. Hmm. It’s not a nice feeling. We would love a house up on a hill somewhere, rainforest around us, lots of windows, no need for aircon or fans. Maybe one day…