Yesterday, I had the pleasure to meet my blog friend Rosie Scribble (the one of Google+ fame) for lunch. A rather civilised affaire at the Covent Garden Hotel, with crisp white napkins, iced water in tall goblets and crunchy bread rolls that nestled neatly on small white plates to our lefts. I love blogging for […]
BritMums 2013 is around the corner, and with it the BiBs (Brilliance in Blogging Awards). Some of you lovely folks must have nominated this blog, because Metropolitan Mum is shortlisted in the Outstanding category. Thank you so much – I am really chuffed! Please, if you have a minute to spare, vote for Metropolitan Mum […]
In many ways, the last weekend has been the most productive by far in a very long time.
The world and I are out of tune. All around me, humankind is manically fiddling in a flashmob-like mass string quartet. And here I am, banging on my steel drum. PLONK. PLONK.
Well, I’m not really packing up. Just packing. We are off to Switzerland for a week – our first family vacation since last July. And our first vacation as a family of four. We can all do with a bit of downtime. The girls have been alternatingly sick, passing their bugs between them and myself. […]
There has been a lot on my mind recently. I have spent much more time than usual reflecting about this and that – and, as it seems, I am not the only one who has slowed down and has taken a step back from the usual frenzy that’s life. Some of my favourite bloggers have […]
It’s funny how you think that with the second child, you’d have it all figured out, only because you’ve been there and done it before. Meehhh. How wrong can you go? Again, new motherhood proves to be full of surprises and my value system has taken another kick in the backside, forcing it to gently […]
Hello. It’s me. I am still here. Albeit a bit quieter than I used to be. Motherhood 2.0 has turned out to be an application with a few hiccups. Petite Pea has silent reflux combined with milk protein intolerance. She went 11 weeks without a diagnosis. I.e. I went more than 11 weeks without sleep. […]
This is so me at the moment. Or as my brother Jay-Z says: that shit’s kray! Turn up the volume and shake your mummy booty…
Last time this year, I have spoiled my loyal readers to a daily treat on the blog. This year, instead of wrapping gorgeous gifts to send them around the world, I am wrapping a new baby’s bottom in diapers to send her to sleep at night. How things change… Fortunately though, the people at Hallmark […]