Bonding and Doctor Appointments

Hi everyone,

Back in December of 2013, I visited my doctor after my eczema hit a rough patch (pun intended). I left the appointment with a hurt ego (I mean, I knew my skin was bad but I didn't think it would be "the worst case of eczema" my doctor had ever seen) and a referral to a dermatologist. My mum called the dermatologist the same day and since I live in the land of 'doctor appointment when you have a splinter' there was a 6 month waiting list for an appointment.

So, here we are, July 29th -  or the day I have waited 6 months for. It's so typical that my skin has cleared up a lot since December and there is no trace, really, of my eczema. Turns out I have atopic eczema so it comes and goes but is with me forever. #eczemalife.
After my appointment, my siblings and I - side note: doesn't 'siblings' sounds so proper? - went to the park while my mum took Enzo, my 1 month old brother, to his doctor appointment.

Orla took it upon herself to teach Coco red hands. Coco is four. Orla is fifteen. Orla is very much the evil sibling.

Here's Milo, the 5 year old.
I love natural pictures like these. I'm always trying to catch my family mid-laugh or conversation but it confuses them and they're always like, "Why are you taking pictures right now?" They just don't understand my artistic ways...

The heat was so unbearable. Google tells me it was 28 degrees when we were at the park.
I feel like I talk about the weather more than I should but maybe that's because I was raised in Britain. The British are always talking about weather, right?

When the sun finally got too much, we all moved into the shade and played a game of eye-spy. Eye-spy with kids is the funniest thing. We play with colours instead of the first letters because they can't spell. Milo kept saying things like, "I spy something purple" and it would be one of the dots on Coco's top. Then, of course, Orla fought back and would start pointing out cars they were too short to see, or other things they would never find.

Overall, it was a good day spent bonding. Aw, bonding. So cheesy... I shook my head as I typed it.

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Thanks for reading!

Iona

So, it begins...

I will graduate high school and now my life begins, right?
Well, at least university will begin (in 2 months time).

While I'm studying and taking tests, I know I'll want somewhere to 'escape' to... and since cocaine is too expensive, I'm going to write a blog!

Maybe it will inspire me to keep improving my photography skills?

Or maybe not.

later peeps,
Iona