Located on a quiet square just off Kensington Church Street, the Baby Spa by Laura Sevenus is tucked away neatly from the hustle and bustle of Central London. On my daily coffee run, I walked past it a couple of times before I eventually went in to figure out what’s it all about.
In line with the contents of my more recent diet, this post is called Nachos and Beer. OK, maybe there wasn’t that much beer (or not as much as I would have liked), but nachos definitely played a recurring role in my daily regime.
Petite Pea has been six months old this week. I find time has been flying even faster since this gurgling bundle of giggles joined our family. She is growing up too fast, both girls are, and although my heart overflows with mummy pride with every little step they make, I am also bemoaning the fact […]
So. Eight days without Big M in the house. That was interesting. Read: IT WAS BLOODY AWFUL! Both kids became ill the night my husband left. Murphy’s Law at its best.
Last night I shoved* the husband out the front door and sent him off to Thailand. He’ll be gone for a week of yoga, massages and detoxing. He’ll be enjoying delicious yet healthy meals, breath taking views and the calm and serenity that neither a family of four nor living in London can offer him.
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 […]
After scrutinising the state of her chipped nail varnish: “Mummy, I need some new nail punish.” To her father: “Papa, why do you always forget things?” On the school run: “When I am big, I can take myself to nursery.” After I told her to use the toilet, wash her hands and tidy up her […]
A few weeks ago, I have written a post about my trials (and errors) to breastfeed my second child while my firstborn has been – quite literally – screaming for attention. In the post, I mentioned that the Pea was on one bottle of formula per day, depending how the days went. And that this […]