A six week trip to the other side of the world, a family wedding on a tiny island, moving across the country, a handful of interesting opportunities brought on by the book – the months of this year (how is it only three of them?) have scrambled by, each desperate to show off why it’s special, memorable, why it shines brighter than the last. And so we find ourselves, almost suddenly, in a new home, seven hours away from the old one, with the feeling that something is very much about to begin.
Because all of this time, for nearly six months now, someone has been quietly growing, hitting the most fundamental of biological milestones. Through weddings and road trips and book fairs and packing boxes, someone has been going about their business, taking and doing what they need to prepare for their first and grandest entry of all.
She’s due early August, a half Australian, half German summer baby.
Yes, something new is very much about to begin.