My daughter is not a baby anymore. A toddler yes, a little girl for sure, but not a baby. I don’t think I actually realised this until few days ago when we found a video from her first birthday. We gave her the presents, some books, packed in different bags, envelops and papers. After watching… Continue reading Time to ask questions
My brain is drained by the pregnancy. Just to explain my absence… Now back to the point. Last year in December I have tried to move Bubble in her room. I ended up sleeping with her in the small bedroom that was not even equipped for this. In the meanwhile we got a matrass and… Continue reading How not to use a co-sleeper
Saturday evening I was bragging that we had never lost some of Bubble’s clothes or shoes. Of course, except those lost in the crèche (one pair of leggings and one pair of socks). To my surprise, I ended up on Monday morning noticing that we have lost… one boot! Yeap, one boot. It was in… Continue reading Bubble One Boot
I am more absent than present on my blogs due to… pregnancy. Well, because of the fatigue, to be more precise. I have days with nausea and it drains me out of any form of energy I might have. If for the first one I could just go home, climb the couch and turn into… Continue reading Ranting about pregnancy
If I ever complain of not having time to do this and that, please send me to this post. I mean how could I complain when I have such a help at home? But let me explain. 😀 Bubble helps us a lot. It’s not that we ask her to do anything, it’s just that… Continue reading Mama’s little helper
Some women are just made for motherhood. All their inner system exist for the moment when they will become mothers and life will revolute around the offspring. But we, as a specie, are changing. This motherhood genetically settings are fading for some of us. Or maybe is the social autism that makes it fade away.… Continue reading Reality check on what motherhood means
Bubble is a petit, funny and gourmand toddler. Sharing the house with her is full of amusing moments. But when it comes to sharing the food, one must be prepared to starve. And that won’t be Bubble! Yesterday evening I had cooked 250g of ravioli 4 formaggi. On the bag was written that is should… Continue reading One hungry Bubble
Since 10 days now Bubble asks quite often to take out her shoes in the middle of the street and she continues walking bare foot. Given that fact that she really liked her Nike Waffle 1, I found that very weird. But there is an explanation… I was telling myself for almost 3 weeks now… Continue reading The bad mom and Bubble’s shoes
I am pregnant. Again. And it’s not an accident. And this is just a warning. Because most probably you would have to bear with me. I may be cranky, my brain may go on strike, my hormones could make me impossible. I know that I already braced myself for this freaking 9 months. OK, still… Continue reading Here I go again!
Have I ever told you that life with my toddler is never boring ? I must have missed that… Wednesday I picked her up from the crèche and our way back home was accompanied by her screams and huge tears. It seemed to me that she had forgoten something to the crèche, but while we were… Continue reading Dancing in the street
Playful Monkeys 