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This place is fun! Tokyo is just crazy and organised all at the same time!! Plays with my mind – in a good way
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Are you wondering why I called this series tiny in Tokyo? I wanted a name that reflected the way I felt arriving here from such a smaller, quieter, little house in the sticks.
My kids will be tiny in Tokyo pretty much the whole time we are here, what an amazing place for two little people to start growing up! I feel tiny in Tokyo, I really am this tiny little speck among the millions here! It must be hard to grow up here and feel like it is possible to define yourself or stand out from the crowd, it must often feel like you are just another number, another ant in the colony.
The name tiny in Tokyo though has ended up being a lot more apt than I first expected. I see the tiny everywhere here in this enormous city. Even the trees in the park tower over everyone. The portions of food tend to be tiny and seem like a snack for my oversized wobbly belly! The tiny clothes that I have no hope of ever fitting into. The tiny little dogs that get spoilt, groomed and pushed around in little doggie prams! TINY!
Tokyo really makes me feel tiny in the greater scheme of things and tiny as well to the power of nature, which I feel much more here even though I cannot find a big patch of grass! With all these things though it makes me see just how important my tiny little world is and all those that are a part of it and make it special.
At the end of the day I actually quite like being tiny in Tokyo!
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If someone offered me a plane ticket to anywhere in the world, guaranteed crappiest seat on the plan, crap food, jet lag, no sleep, I would be camped out outside the airport waiting to board cause at the moment that honestly would feel like a holiday!!! We all have these days, you know the ones, where seriously your kids could not get anymore annoying, anymore whinny, anymore impatient, anymore demanding, anymore rude, anymore painful!!
I feel as though my head is going to explode! I have tried every trick in the book, we all do, we tell ourselves that they are just this naughty because they are really clever and need stimulation and we all honestly also know that thats a load of crap and they are just downright naughty! I know its a stage and it will pass like everything else and as much as I say I would give them to the next taker I miss them when I don’t see them for more than 30mins!
Parenthood is an emotional roller coster!
Thank goodness for photography, it shows me their cute little innocent faces when I can no longer see clearly through the fog of crap!
I am starting to think I have a very addictive personality! I can remember being a smoker and was soooooo addicted, I replaced that with coffee and chocolate and now have the arse to prove it! I was once addicted to travel and addicted to the gym and then I had kids (once again now have the arse to prove it) But the one addiction I have had the longest and strongest is photography and at the moment I can see but am trying to ignore, the start of a serious addiction to film! I just love how everything looks on film! I really have a strong strong urge to capture everything I can – ON FILM!!
Cassandra! I feel like I found my twin sister, ha! I love your blog, your thinking and love for photography. This post is really an outlook into my head:). My hubby and I travel and move a lot too (currently in San Diego, US). I too have a boy and a girl. I will definitely come back and follow your journey! Beautiful pictures! Best wishes!
Thank you Lena for your lovely comment you really made my morning
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