Is this the one where I write about the hellish day I had traveling from Spain to London with Bibsey unaided by Mr B? Well, I am not going to post that. Instead I am going to tell you that it was the best day of my life. And it went something like this… I … [Read more…]
OMeffinG there is a cacophonous racket going on outside our house and my baby is trying to sleep I am trying to get my baby to sleep. I have more or less tolerance for noisy, noisy, noisy Spain depending on the day. We have car horns bibbing, the ¡frutas! lady shouting her wares, the builders … [Read more…]
Today I was going to write some dreadful, and probably very dull, 10 things you should know about having a baby in Spain (in fact I did and it is nearly done, so I am sure that it will appear eventually), but not today because I found it all a bit too negative. Undiluted negativity … [Read more…]
It is positively spring-like here in Andalucia. The blossom is out on the hillsides and we are walking everyday with the Bibsey in the backpack (an item right up there on our list of baby kit we could not have done without). And with the arrival of warmer weather comes more noise. Spain, I think, … [Read more…]
Ever since we brought the baby home from the hospital I don’t seem to have stopped uttering the phrase ‘I just need to…’ or, more recently, ‘Mummy just needs to…’. Needs to what? What is it that Mummy ‘just’ needs to do? Well, take your pick: Mummy just needs to: do the washing up, put … [Read more…]
