One of the things that struck me when I started a family was my sudden ability to connect with strangers. I'm a super awkward person, so being able to laugh about how shit things were, with people I did and didn't know, felt pretty liberating. "I'm so tired I cry when I can't buy my regular sandwich", I'd confide. They'd respond, "I haven't slept next to my husband for 3 years". Such is life in the parenting club.Read More
Once upon a time, a bullrider fell in love with a campdrafter at the Great Western Hotel. They got married, had a little girl, then a boy and started building their dream life in the hills near Dululu. They trucked in a little house and put a verandah on it so they had somewhere to enjoy an afternoon beer (because the sunsets are worth watching out here). They made a veggie garden - which is now overflowing with zucchini and pumpkin, and they're working on building a cubby house for that little boy and girl to play in.Read More
Six years ago, Kate was a social worker in Brisbane and a proper city girl - while Ash worked on the family Brahman stud in Bajool. It took a chance meeting at Beef Week to start them on the journey that's lead them here: to a property near Moura with Arnie (the cute baby), Maisey and Macho (the reckless faux-working dogs).Read More
Family sessions like this one are my favourite. With everyone still in their work clothes looking wild and our pockets full of snacks, we set out in search of some sweet light. At first, Tyson was stuck on the grader (they're building a shed) so we used the opportunity to get some shots of Pip with her girls.Read More
I ran at about 90% anxiety after my son was born. I refused to leave the house for the first two weeks of his life in case some deadly germ drifted into his pram and made him ill. He was perfectly fine of course and my craziness only ebbed away after he turned one. SO IMAGINE MY HORROR when the lovely Steph told me 18 days after Hank was born he did indeed contract a potentially deadly virus that made him stop breathing. He had to be airlifted to hospital in Brisbane (they live near Marlborough, an 8.5 hour-drive north).Read More
I so dig women like Tia. She works night shift as a nurse at the local hospital, then lines up next to her husband in the paddock the next day. Oh and she's raising two boys under two. I promise never to complain about how busy I am ever again...Read More
When our two-year-old started speaking more Spanish than English (his childminder was from the Canary Islands), we knew we weren't spending enough time with him. So, we did all what all desperate people do: we made a dramatic decision that we were convinced would change our lives for the better. We decided to move from London to Queensland's Sunshine Coast.
One of the best things about my job (apart from meeting cool families) is discovering new parts of London. One Tree Hill Park is named after an oak tree that Queen Elizabeth I sat under one time in the 1600s. It's literally half an hour walk from my door and I never knew it existed until last week.Read More