I had a post already planned today.  A kind of “hey, it’s my first post of 2015” kind of feel.  But the past few weeks have been just so monumental in my life as a mother, that this was the post that needed to come.


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Motherhood is such a big part of my life, and yet I haven’t written about too much about it in this space.  In actual fact, I could probably write an entire book on my experiences with being a Mum – the way it has transformed me, shaped me and taught me more about myself than I ever thought possible.  And then on top of all that?  Love… A love for two little people that is both powerful and unwavering.  Sometimes frightening, but always joy-filled.  A mother’s love truly is like nothing else in this world.

This is what this new series is about… my journey, my lessons.  I put the call out a few months ago for what you wanted to see more of in this space – and “motherhood” was something that so many of you want to see more of here.

It makes sense to write a little more about my experience.  So here it is… a new little series.  A snapshot of so much growth + an everlasting connection.  And an insight into something that, for me, is always evolving.

These two little people are, and continue to be – my greatest teachers.


This week, our little girl started school.

HUGE milestone for anyone.  Epic.  Monumental.

She was ready.  So very ready.  But for me, it brought up so much emotion I just didn’t know was there.

“Am I ready?”
“Have I done enough to prepare her?”
“Have I given her enough of myself over the past 5 years?”

So many thoughts, feelings and emotions bubbled up inside me.  And it wasn’t until a very powerful yoga class that it all came out.  It was then that I realised that this wasn’t about the questions.  This wasn’t about the emotion.  It wasn’t even about school.

One single fact remained – I am just really going to miss my girl.  The time between her first entering the world, and me holding that precious soul in my arms, to now – had flown by far too quickly.

5 years together.  She gave me the greatest gift anyone has ever given me – she chose me, and in turn – made me a mummy.  I’ve watched this little girl grow, explore the world around her, ask questions, learn, seek, find clarity, develop a connection to herself + find her groove in the world.  All the while being right there next to her.

She inspires me.  Her wit, her determination, her sense of fun + joy are daily blessings in my life.

And I will miss having that regular time with her each day.

But on the flip side, I know she is ready.  And I just know how much she will thrive at school.  Even after one day I see change in her.  A new found confidence and maturity.  It’s an exciting time ahead!

I look at her now, and with fresh eyes, I see that she really is equipped with the tools she needs to start this new chapter.

This morning I came back to this post – a moment that is so precious to me.  A year on and our girl still has that sacred connection to her own self-love.  Let me tell you a short story…

The other day, we wrote her morning routine out together.  This is a colourful illustrated list of things she needs to tick off each morning before school.  She had most of the input and I did the writing.  First on her list was “my meditation and time to say ‘I love myself'”. 

Right there and then, I knew I had done my job.  She was ready.


Once again, through the eyes of my children, I have learnt just how strong our influence is.  That by being who we are – embracing it + loving it – we can have an impact on the lives of those around us.

In our home, I live openly.  My spiritual practice is out there and the children (our girl in particular) often ask me questions about what I am doing.  “What is this crystal good for Mum?” “Can I have some of that calm oil please?” “Can I do meditation with you today Mama?”

If we spend time away from them (me at yoga or off to write + my husband to surf) and they ask why, we explain why we do it and how it makes us better people for taking that time for ourselves.  I want them to know that taking time for themselves to do the things they love can never be selfish.  This is a guilt free zone.

Quietly + softly, I try to mindfully just do my thing.  Questions are encouraged and welcomed, but I will never force my beliefs on them.  I don’t want a “mini-me”.  I just want to guide two unique humans to know that whatever they do, whatever they say, wherever they go – they will always be enough.

As I watched our little lady take her first steps into school, I knew she was enough, but the important thing was that I saw she knew it too.

With love,
Amelia xx

5 Comments on THE NEXT CHAPTER :: MY MAMA LIFE

  1. Jenna
    February 3, 2015 at 3:47 pm (3 years ago)

    Beautiful — your influence on her is incredible. What an exciting time for you all. I’m really looking forward to this series!

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  2. Becs
    February 3, 2015 at 9:46 pm (3 years ago)

    Oh, this is just beautiful Amelia. Your babies are just as lucky to have you, as you are them x

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  3. Cynthia
    February 4, 2015 at 9:09 am (3 years ago)

    Oh wow Amelia, I’m 30 weeks pregnant and this just made me cry! I’ve been thinking quite a lot about how I will maintain my own spiritual practices and how we will incorporate our own daily me-time activities in with our little bundle. This post sums it up beautifully. Big love to you on raising such aware and love-soaked little ones. I’m looking forward to the Motherhood series on the blog.x

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  4. Ash
    February 4, 2015 at 11:15 am (3 years ago)

    Oh Amelia! Wow! I’m not a mum myself, but this made me cry. It’s so beautiful. I long to be a mother one day and with teachers like you, it gives me hope and fills my heart with so much love. Thank you xx

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  5. Kris
    February 4, 2015 at 7:10 pm (3 years ago)

    Beautiful story Amelia, such a precious time. I love hearing about other openly spiritual parents chat with their kids about meditation and all that. Hope your girl’s having a smashing week… and so are you x

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