Posts tagged ‘Family’
Tuesday 29th June 2010 by Louise Carron Harris, 10 comments
We took a couple of weeks off from work after Arabella was born and headed to Glastonbury festival with my husband Harry, daughter Constance Avalon, and our new born baby daughter Arabella Leah. (not forgetting our 20 odd friends and my dad!) ‘mad’ most people called us, especially because I’d had a c-section 5 days before, but for me it was a chance to relax with my family, for Connie it was time to dance, have fun and be free, for my husband it was a chance to unwind and have a few beers with his friends and for baby Arabella, well a chance to feel the energy of the life we love .
We were featured on the orange Blog and on channel 5 as Arabella was the youngest festival goer at glastonbury (untill Saturday that is!!!) Another crazy mum came back on site after having her baby (Ruben) who was 2 days old… lets hope we see littel Ruben in the NCT tent in the Kidz field next year and meet his fab folks
We went to Arabellas Bridge, after all Arabella is named after the famous Arabella Churchill . We also took Connies ‘anual’ photo at the Avalon field (her middle name is Avalon after the Glastonbury fields of Avalon – Yes we love glasto that much that we name our kids after the fields!!! Next child is due to be called Arcadia or maybe Trash City !!!! :O)
The whole 5 days Arabella never cried, she just took it all in, slept and fed… she just seemed to kick back and enjoyed the energy of the best festival in the world.
I was well looked after by the Radical Midwives in the Healing fields, who would check my scar and check Arabella over. On our walks though the Greenfields I was always give a stern warning from Liz (The Greenfields co-ordinator) to take care and not walk too far :O)
The sun was hot hot hot hot, so we would have to get up early to ensure we found shade for the midday sun, this meant we had to miss a few bands, but it also meant we had no other option other than have time to relax (which was great for me after my operation) so we spent a few days in the Greenfields under the shade watching the world go by, chatting and hanging out with our friends, people watching, eating wonderful fresh organic food and drinking healthy smoothies and consuming a fair amount of ice-cream!!!
Wednesday 11th February 2009 by Louise Carron Harris, 4 comments
When you are aware of, hear, see and feel the pain and sadness in the lives of others, it can only make you appreciate what you have – not what you don’t have, haven’t had in the past or won’t have in the future.
So many people who have really lovely lives love to moan; about their job being crap, they want a new car, the kids are getting on their nerves, they’ve no money to go on holiday, their husband doesn’t do the washing up right, life’s not fair, I hate.. I want… Yarda yarda yarda (You know what I mean?)… and yes, we all fall into the poor me trap sometimes, but we get out before we get bogged down with poor me syndrome. So how is it that so many people do not jump out of that hole before it becomes a deep dark and sulky life, losing the capability to look up to see how beautiful the sky is, or appreciate that they can pick up the phone and talk to the person they love or even appreciate that they have a working body?» Continue reading
Wednesday 10th December 2008 by Louise Carron Harris, 5 comments
I am about to face some facts – the fact is all the people I work with or the people I work for are either dead or dying. They are not ‘passed on’ and they are not ‘lost’ – they are dead! It hurts for me to say it but from now on I’m going to say it! No skirting round the truth!
When I say ‘I’m sorry for your loss’, what I really mean is ‘I really am bloody sorry your mum died and I see your pain’. But I don’t want to say it because I feel it may hurt them and I don’t want to hurt them anymore than they are already hurting – So I skirt round the truth, fluff it up and say anything but the reality of the situation!
When we speak to the bereaved, we say ‘she had a great life’ or ‘she was loved’. Yarda yarda yarda – If there’s a window of opportunity not to be sad then hands up, I’ll take it, as will everyone else if they are to be honest. Its the easy option… but what about the people we are driving off from? Leaving them on the side of the road to find their own way home just to save an uncomfortable journey!?» Continue reading