Showing posts with label Motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Motherhood. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 September 2015

Ilse Crawford At Ikea

I recently took a trip to Ikea with my Son and his girlfriend having recently moved into a new home together. I wanted to buy him a desk for his study. He chose the light cork desk from the Sinnerlig collection by Ilse Crawford. So tactile, it brings real warmth to the study. I did joke that maybe we buy a piece of wood and stick cork tiles on top.... but, mmmmm, definitely not quite the same effect as Ilse!!
I love the range,  the rawness and natural qualities of the materials used. The range consists of rugs, cushions, lighting, furniture and pottery. I particularly liked the dark cork desk top - if I were buying I would team with this chair to make the lighter areas really pop.  But,  I have my own desk,  with its own stories. 

This desk,  I've told him must go with him wherever in the World life takes him. This desk is to gathers the marks of the everyday - it's not to be precious about, the marks of different time periods, where all nighters have been pulled,  deadlines reached, coffee rings and stains,  a desk that shows the journey of time, the journey he's taken as he starts his Masters in mathematics and later his PhD. I'm one proud Mama!

Anyone been to Ikea recently? Did you see the Ilse Crawford range? Did you like? XX




Monday, 19 January 2015

Being A Mama

I said here that I hope to post more often. But I'm sure others find that whatever good intentions you may have something needs to give. 

Last week my Daughter needed me. Baby Sebastian is 10 weeks old now and is an absolute delight. He is smiling, chuckling, reaching out. But last week he had a poorly tum. He needed his Mama all the time, the comfort only a Mama can provide, which meant that she felt she could not do anything, or go anywhere. She needed & wanted to nurse him. 
So, cue her Mama to help out! :-)
Sometimes it's just a listening ear and some practical solutions that make all the difference.
I came across this poem last week, so copied it and shared it with her. So true.

Wouldn't it be lovely if we could just parcel up all those 'last times' and keep them and re-experience them whenever we felt like it?
XX




Thursday, 5 June 2014

Mexican Bola

I spoke about Mexican Bola's here.
They are more beautiful in the flesh, with a gentle chiming sound.
Tactile. A keepsake.

Traditionally worn by pregnant women in Mexico, the chime is worn low over your growing bump.
 As you go about your day the soft tinkling chimes soothe baby and continue to do so after baby arrives, helping to soothe and calm. Just gorgeous!

I had the opportunity to buy one for someone special....
I also bought this book, which is divine....scenes of Motherhood beautifully captured 
in the photography, the accompanying writing beautiful too.

I would have loved a Mexican Bola when pregnant -
mine would probably be battered now after being worn 22 years!!
How about you?
XX