Thursday, November 21, 2013

A year later.

I can't believe its been a year since I've written on my blog. How does something that is at one point such a hugely important part of your life, all of a sudden become something you just couldn't possibly make time for? I guess it's kinda like Kim & Kanye and their pride. One day you just decide that other things take priority and you decide, just like that, to give it away.

Lately I've had an urge to come back here. And so today, for some reason, I did.

Here's what's been happening in the past 12 months:

I started working for a counter-trafficking/anti-slavery non-profit called The Mekong Club which has been incredible and inspirational and equally shocking and depressing. I'll tell you more about it another time but if you want to check out what we do, have a look here.

Funnily enough, I no longer have a baby. No no no, now I have a 22 month old toddler who acts like he's got red bull in his veins. This whole parenting gig has changed ridiculously for me over the past year. It's no longer about purees and coochy-coos and breastfeeding. Now it's about making sure I don't say shit and fuck in front of him as he'll no doubt repeat it at the most inopportune time. And making sure he doesn't use his rather distinguishable unit-ness to run head first at full speed at unsuspecting gorgeous little girls, pottering about innocently with their cups of tea and dollies. It's about comforting him after his falls time after time, and watching him master so many amazing new things. He's funnier than I could have imagined, and kinder and gentler. Until he smacks me in the face. It's exhausting. And relentless. But still the best thing I've ever done in my life.

Baby #2 is only 12 weeks away. Mmmmm....yes, I know. Cray cray.

I'm pretty sure I've got stress incontinence. Hoping to god it's the pregnancy. Where has my dignity gone? That's right. I said goodbye to that alongside my placenta.

I haven't taken a photo with my DSLR in 12 months. It's the iPhone or nothing these days. Oh, the shame.

We travelled to Japan, Sydney twice and Bali this year. Not many miles compared to our usual travel agenda but more than enough with a red-bull feulled toddler. I've done 22 flights with Fletch since he was born. Pretty sure I've lost a good 5 years off my life as a result. Needless to say I'm not planning another one for quite some time.

Three years on, we're still in Hong Kong. Life here is good. Our friends are great. The searing humidity of summer is over and we're enjoying fresh sunny days and cool nights.

Lots more going on in my mind, in my life, in my future.
Hopefully it won't be another 12 months till I come back here and tell you more about it.