Happy new year to all! I can happily say that the two weeks of holidays were immensely enjoyed despite the unavoidable insanity that comes with the season not to mention the variety of ailments. I focused on all that matters. My dad was home and well for the first time in three Christmases which, of course, meant the world to me and Georgie made every day completely and utterly magical especially with his endless singing. Since starting pre-school I miss him and just being at home with him so over the holidays I couldn’t get enough of our time together. Prepping for Christmas lunch, at my parents’ house, was an overwhelming moment for me because I was tasked with cooking the gammon. It was my first time, the gammon was meant to feed 20 people and up until Christmas Eve I was still franticly searching for a recipe because I refused my mum’s help. ‘I can do it. No help necessary, ‘ I told her. I ended up boiling the gammon in two litres of coca cola for two hours! Apparently, this is a very popular way to cook gammon and apparently, it works. You should look it up.
Motherhood
In 1981, my parents were hoping that their firstborn (me!) would make an appearance on Guy Fawkes’ night, commemorated on November 5. That never happened but bonfires have remained a popular English tradition in my family ever since. Despite being over a week late (due to conflicting schedules of over 10 persons) my father managed to get most of us together and on Sunday night we celebrated my belated birthday. Thanks dad!
Ever since Georgie turned 2, he’s been suffering from atopic dermatitis otherwise known as eczema. His condition, which includes red patches, itching and scaly skin would take a turn for the worse during the summer months. Excessive bathing and swimming pools would dry his skin causing it to lose moisture. I tried numerous products, both organic and non, with vague results. Nothing seemed to work and rid him from excessive scratching until someone mentioned Aloe Vera. If you use creams or oils based on aloe, great! But what I cannot recommend enough is the actual plant and the gel you find within the leaves. A good friend gave me an Aloe Vera plant ages ago, when we were still living in the flat sans baby. When we moved, I took it with me and planted it in our garden. Little did I know that this little plant, which by the way requires minimal maintenance and knowledge to grow, would become a life-saver.
There is a slight chance some will find this post offensive. I can only hope that is not the case. I am about to touch on the topic of cultures and religions, something I was sure would never be mentioned on the blog due to the obvious sensitivity of the matter. However, this piece is based on my own experiences and thoughts, as a mother and individual and something that happened to me recently. I am not here to tell you what you should or should not believe in. Far from it. I believe the world is beautiful due to the mixture that exists, more so in terms of culture than religion. It seems though, that my view is not shared by all, something I am completely aware of. Then there’s the matter of hate and extreme, which again I am aware of but do not and will never understand. When it hits too close to home, I cannot remain quiet anymore.
I don’t know how true this is but it’s definitely interesting to see what kids eat around the world.
I love this idea of making a family photo book especially since Georgie loves looking at photos.
Watch this video of little girls saying f***. Is there anything worse? Yes. There is.