As I am writing this, I am suffering with the world’s biggest headache EVER. Yes, I am miserable. And even though we received news this week that we won’t be in our new home by Georgie’s birthday -probably the reason for said headache- we managed to have a very creative and happy week. We went to one of my favourite shops in Nicosia, the Rainbow art supplies store, where I stocked up on colourful goodies for Georgie’s party decorations. Last night, the TV stayed off, the music was on and I spent the night painting cups and making foam stamps with S. Spray paints and crepe paper and stencils and glue. All definitely worked some magic.
Motherhood
This mask was one of two presents I gave Georgie after returning from London. The first, a vintage Fisher Price wind-up TV, is sitting safely on a shelf. The second, this lion mask I picked up from a One Pound Shop outside of London, is hands-down one of his favourite things to play with. He happily posed in it for a few seconds before I had to promptly put down the camera and pretend to be a lion. As you do.
It’s been all around these last few days. My daddy, as you can see, has arrived home safe and sound. Seeing him here, spotting him walking Bear, his new dog, and watching him enjoy a homemade Sunday lunch with all the people who have been so good to him over the month makes me want to thank each and every one of them and say a big I Love You!
I really want to share this post by my dear friend Mahi who has just started one of the most positive and hearty blogs I have read. 9 Power Lessons for Living Longer from the People Who’ve Lived the Longest is a good reminder to all of us. Stay grounded.
I’ve been toying with the idea of doing a couple of posts a week on Georgie’s outfits. Mind-blowing stuff, I know but there are times when my little dude looks so freaking cute in jeans and t-shirts and converse sneakers, I need to tell the world! Georgie has mostly new clothes bought at an intense rate by yours truly. I can’t help myself. And to think i was worried at 4 months pregnant as to how the hell I was going to dress a boy. But I’m loving it. Wouldn’t change it for the world.




