That’s it – I’m coming home. Tomorrow will be the day to pack bags, desand beach toys and finish off the three last lonely ice cream cones that linger in the back of the freezer (fear not, I’ve got two very eager helpers readily at hand). It feels as if we’ve been away forever, and […]
I am trying to compare this pregnancy with the first one and am surprised how hard I find remembering the details. I can only hope that all things baby stuff will come back to me much more naturally. Alternatively, I am going to be in for another shock of nuclear catastrophe sized proportions.
Now. How am I going to break the news to Big M that I won’t go back unless the weather changes?
Yikes, I can’t believe I am well into my 29th week already. Where did the time go? It feels as if the magical blue line on that stick only appeared a few days ago; yet I am supposed to hold a newborn baby in my arms in ten weeks time. I remember people asking me […]
We’ve arrived. After two days of driving, a sleepless night in a motel and being hit by tennis ball sized hail, we have arrived in St Tropez. I am trying not to think of the newly acquired dents that adorn our car now, but to focus on one thing: relaxation. The bump has been awfully […]
I had an amusing little email exchange with Krystal recently, sending Youtube links to cheesy-chavvy St Tropez songs back and forth. If you should wonder what I’ll be up to during the next four weeks to come, be assured it’ll look nothing like this: So bad, it’s almost good.
We are a family of Piston Heads. The husband loves nothing more than getting some oil underneath his finger nails (Goodwood Revival is his favourite day of the year), little L can’t wait until her legs are long enough to touch the pedals and another member of the family notoriously votes for the bigger engine, […]
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.
Today is the first day in what seems like forever that I am bordering on actually feeling good. Morning sickness has held me in a tight grip for over six weeks, and it’s only now that I can slowly warm to the idea of entering my local Waitrose without wanting to throw up. Finally, my […]
Not complaining though.