8:00am and im still lying on the hospital bed waiting for his arrival. It's going on 12 hours now since my first contraction, with no sleep and food i was exhausted. I was told by the nurse not to eat anything incase of emergency procedures, I was not happy jan. Physically weak and drained i could not sleep due to the stabbing pain in my stomach. Looking over to the side of my bed was Tommy nodding back and forth, tired and exhausted from staying up with me all night. All i could think about was FOOD. The lady with the food tray came and then was told that i was not able to eat, so she took the tray of food and went out of the room. In my head i was like "STOP HER! STOP HER NOW!" Tommy went out and scored me a tray. I had drink of OJ and immediately i felt sick to my stomach and it came back out... gross! Did we (Females) do something to offend the "God of gender" and appointed the birth process to females? Why not be like sea horses and do it that way? Well, that event caused me to push unconsciously which caused babyboy to come out. [I'm totally laughing at males who might be reading this... Don't worry i kept it G rated. lol] Before i knew it.. My precious little boy was born. The nurse was holding him with his chord still attached, his arms and legs stretched out and...... He's asleep?! No Wonder! Little man was taking his sweet time meeting his mama. They had to wake him just to make sure he was ok. Tommy was given the job of cutting his chord which was a really cool moment for him. The nurse put him on my chest, i was still in shock.. like, i knew i was having a baby but.. did i just have a baby? He held my finger in his palm, squeezing it, like it was as if he already knew me and loved me. That moment changed my life. I feel so blessed to have him in my life and i try everyday to say thank you by being the mother he deserves. I can't explain the depth of how i much i love this boy. All i can say is.. I feel sorry for his future girlfriends. :P

Happy birthday Keynai Cj Seumanutafa. Unconditional Love, Mum. x

I remember when i was about 5 or 6 years old living in the suburbs of Auckland, New Zealand. I remember my Mum waking me up when the sun will still asleep. I told her the day before to wake me up the next time she drops my dad off to work. I hardly ever saw my dad when i was little because he was always working and i wanted to see him, even if it was only for a couple of minutes. I dragged my blanket with me to the car to keep me warm. The air was so cold i could see my breath like a white smoke and the cold had made the windows fog up... but it was worth it just to spend that time with him, even if it was just dropping him off to work.

It was a difficult transition when my mother passed almost 14 years ago.. but the memory of her is still present as if she never left our side. I was very close to her, she was my Best Friend. Growing up was difficult in many ways but my dad was always there for me and my siblings. He rose to the occasion and became a 2 in 1 parent. He is our Mother and our Father. He married my mum when he was in his 40's, so to carry the burden of raising young children at his age was an amazing achievement.
He would wake us up for school, make breakfast, make our lunches, Drive us to school and pick us up. While he was home he would do the laundry, the garden, shopping, maintenance around the house and made sure there was dinner for us when we come home from school. We would attend church as a family every sunday and when we come home he would make us a special dinner to eat around the table. He did this every time without fail.

My dad is now 74 years young and still raising us.. counselling us.. and continuing to be there for us. Even though we have our own lives, he will never stop being our Dad. He is the most humble, Loving, strong hearted, spiritual, independent man i know. I could write a whole novel on this man.. but i'm just gonna keep it simple and say that I am proud of him & there isn't anything i wouldn't do for him. Despite of what he had lost, he continues to fulfil his responsibility of what it means to be a Father.

He does not live for the material things in life but he lives for a much richer reason. To serve our heavenly father. The most simplest man yet so rich in heart.

I was going to wait for fathers day to write this post but everyday is a special occasion when it comes to this man.

Happy Monday =)

If good things come in small packages then great things come in big packages... but size isn't the issue as it's the speed that makes this great investment worth it. I call this the Papa bear of the family. My camera Body is Mama bear of course and my lenses is the babies [with their own personalities]. This 27" iMAC computer is GEEKED UP, Meaning it has 16gb RAM which is super fast and awesome! My old laptop was only a  2gb RAM.. SLOWEST computer ever compared to this iMac. Importing photo's and post processing has become so much faster and more efficient. 

[Wireless Keyboard and Mouse]

Thank you Steve Jobs for this amazing product.

My interior design is not up to scratch and my "so called workspace" needs more space. I'm definitely working on a few things and designing a workspace is definitely on my 'to do list' among other exciting things like designing a business website & blog... but im definitely taking baby steps making sure everything is next to perfect. Hope everyone had a FABULOUS easter weekend with your loved ones.

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I had the opportunity to shoot a beautiful young family in a simple location, yet there smiles made the photographs amazing. This is there first family photo which made it more special. Mieka's son Malachi was such a joy to shoot with his gorgeous smile and adventurous personality. Here are a few photographs from the session.

LOVE LOVE LOVE x