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A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2014.

As fascinated with the mechanics of bicycle wheels as her dad is. I love how much expression she conveys with just those two little hands.

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A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.

One of the toughest weeks of the year so far. Sickness upon sickness, looming deadlines, missed work, no pay. I needed a little light to shine through. Walking in today to see this, asleep with a pillow pulled on top of her instead of the doona... There it was.

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A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.

There are so many things I took for granted before having kids. My mum was one of them. My humble family home in the 'burbs was another. It's funny how motherhood connects you in such a profound way to your own childhood and upbringing. Today I spent Mother's Day back home with four generations of family, all of whom have taught me everything I know about being a mum - the joys, struggles, and everything in between. Things come full circle and it makes you see things in a whole new light. 

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A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014.

These have been her favourite "toys" since Easter and have also solved the problem of what to do with all our excess chocolate...