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Good morning! This little lady is buzzing to go back to school today. She has a whole day of full dress rehearsal for her nativity, she is going to boss it though because all we have heard these past 3 weeks is her donkey song.
She loves all things singing and dancing and the nativity play is her way to showcase her loud, out there personality. I cannot wait for Wednesday to see this little monster and her friends in action.
For today though, I am catching up on the endless amount of blogmin that has slipped to the back of my mind whilst Shaniah has been off.
Finally some normality before Christmas? I hope so.
T A K E S A V I L L A G E > > >
“Your village will keep you afloat. They will carry you when you are tired, feed you when you are starving, forgive you when you are unkempt and hours late and a neglectful friend who can't remember to wear socks let alone whose birthday it is. They will love your baby when you are too tired or frustrated to hold her at the moment, because you are imperfect and human and have imperfect and human failings. They will remind you who you are when you start to think your whole life is only about poop. They will lift you up.” - Karyn Thurston @girlofcardigan
Just in case your common sense fails you, as mine did today. DIY snow globes are not the greatest wet weather activity when there's a one year old involved. Just to add insult to injury my vacuum is broken, sweeping up what seemed like a kilo of glitter kind of confirmed that we won't be doing snow globes again for a while 😂✨
Motherhood is a lot.
It’s a lot of worry, uncertainty and fear
It’s a lot of long slow days and sleepless nights
It’s a lot of messes and washing around the house and feeling like you’re never, ever going to catch up.
It’s a lot of feeling overwhelmed, over stretched and over exhausted.
But it’s a lot a lot of joy.
A lot of magic.
A lot of of celebration.
A lot of love.
Motherhood is a lot, but incase you didn’t already know YOU are ENOUGH to handle every bit of it.
Motherhood is a lot but so are you 🧡
👪 God, how lucky am I?! I’ve got a long week ahead so this photo is my Monday motivation! 👪
What a wonderful weekend I’ve had with my lovely lot! Finished off a Sunday with Peggy’s first walk, Noah getting another swim badge and baking brownies with my little dude! 🏊♂️🐶🍩
There’s so many times I’m completely overwhelmed with juggling motherhood, a career and just general life but photos like this really make me realise how amazing my life is! ❤️🥰
Coming home from our weekend getaway with a sick, sad baby. 😭 He’s been up twice already and we are showing impressive levels of team work to take care of our boy. 👫 It’s his first cold, we made it 13 months! 👏🏻 the up side is that he is super cuddly... 💓
Dawson loving all over his gifted goodies from @munchkin_anz
We got so so spoilt and I’m super excited to give all of the things a try. See my stories to see just how so so spoilt we are!
This cup is the one I bought initially. It’s the 360 miracle cup. D can drink from anywhere on the lip but it uses suction so that when it tips... or he chucks it... water doesn’t spill. Genius!
This picture instantly captured my attention and a rush of feelings. Like Yes, this is ME. I do this! It takes deep within me, do we all do this? Maybe, I am not alone on this journey of life after all.
I’ve been reading a book and this picture reminds me of the Representative we send out into the world. Meanwhile, the Real us, the Authentic us. Are hidden by our representative that shows the world a different side of us—the side we dare not show anyone. Why is this though? I am tired of sending my Representative out then coming home to my safe place and breathing.
When my husband would ask a question, their are Numerous times where I want him to read my mind and know that when he asks a question or something in that context. By me saying “I’m fine” I am not. I am screaming inside for him to know the real me the deep me.
Or when I want to share something that happens it feels like a break though. Like I discovered something about myself. But when I start talking I hold back, because the fear of rejection.
This has been such a process for me to do. It took time and when I feel lost vulnerable or fearful, I do hold back my words but he knows me all to well to know that there’s more to what I want to say.
In all things motherhood, marriage or in your personal lives. How many times do we send out or own representative rather than our Real selfs? Our representative is a version of yourself, that makes you have it all together for the world and what it Demands from you. I know I am not alone in this.
Through my lesson God and the universe had given me. I learned the Art of Empathy. For myself and for others. We don’t let ourselves Own our story, instead we let the world create it. I honor your story your true self. Freedom is a choice, we can choose if we are going to be brave and show our true selves to others or be fearful of rejection and shame an send our representative out into the world. Either or, I honor your story. It is Yours