The Loft | Welcoming Spring

It’s late afternoon, and the sun is slowly setting. It’s the beginning of Spring, and it is almost t-shirt weather after a warm and sunny day.

The birds are chatting away to one another, and I can smell that distinct smell of a barbecue being cooked somewhere close by. I’m sitting on our front verandah, listening to my surroundings, to Isla and Dave watching a movie together, lapping up these first moments of Spring.

Spring births so many new beginnings: flowers bloom, the days grow longer, the temperatures warmer. It was in Spring that Dave and I became parents – Isla was born on a late October evening, and this babe growing in my ever-expanding belly will also arrive in the beauty of this season. Our family will become one of four, and all of a sudden we will be parents of two children.

The Loft | Welcoming Spring

Spring is an exciting season.

The beginning of Spring is also marked by Father’s Day, and I feel an overwhelming love for Dave, and feel so much joy watching him be the Papa he is to Isla. He is a generous, self-sacrificing, present, joyous father, and I feel incredibly thankful for him leading us as a family. I am constantly challenged by his generous and unfailing love, and his desire to be the best for us. He is gentle, and so very loving, and I feel so very overwhelmed by how lucky I am to parent alongside him, and raise our daughter together.

The Loft | Welcoming Spring

So, as I sit now on the kitchen floor watching Isla eat dinner, I say, here is to Spring. To growing families, to watching flowers bloom, planting gardens, getting outside, and to enjoying this new season that has so very quickly arrived.

The Loft | Welcoming Spring