We are still living on a bloody building site. People keep asking me what the timeframe was on our project. Cue hysterical crying fit. Our builders were supposed to be finished about five weeks ago. That would have been two weeks after our initial deadline. Right now, the team seems to have gone MIA, despite […]
It’s not really visible in the above picture (and no, I am not going to pose in my underwear), but I am bursting out of my clothes, especially out of my bras. The C cup bras I recently purchased are cutting into the flesh – quite an unusual feeling for a woman used to carrying […]
One thing that hasn’t ceased to fascinate me since my first pregnancy is the whole controversy around the term Yummy Mummy. Yah, yah, I know. Chelsea Tractors, housemaids, nannies, personal trainers and private chefs – there’s a bunch of negative connotations coming with it. I never quite got why anyone would be offended by the […]
Et voila, it popped out. The bump is here, and although I have only put on four and a half pounds so far (thanks to rotten morning sickness), I feel like 40 pounds heavier than last week. The bump now sticks out more than the boobs (magically grown from an A to a C cup […]
Nobody starts a blog with the explicit goal to make real life friends. You don’t really set up a blog and follow other blogs you like, thinking ‘one day this woman and I will be having coffee together, crying tears of laughter into our lunches’. That would be slightly creepy. However, if you stick to […]
This morning, I was pulling up my favourite pair of skinnies and made an ill-fated attempt at sucking in my tummy, thinking ‘sudden expansion of waistline – must eat less cake’. Only to be shocked by the second thought: ‘Oops, completely forgot that I am pregnant.’
Strolling down the high street in La Petite Paris (pre-invasion of French bankers also known as Marylebone), I found myself magically drawn to the window display of Daunt Books. From red and white gingham backgrounds, it shouted at me in black letters: ‘French Children Don’t Throw Food’
Have a seat. Put your feet up. Mind the cable above your head.
We fled the building site and ventured to Switzerland for some chocolate egg fuelled Easter and Birthday celebrations. Happy Birthday, my darling Little L. Being three is wonderful.
Mes amis, I don’t know whom I have to thank – but thank you! You nominated Metropolitan Mum for the Brilliance in Blogging Award in the Style category. I feel really, really flattered, although I am not quite sure who or what exactly is stylish. Has Mama got style? Do I have a stylish little […]