We spent a lovely weekend in Nicosia stopping by the Women’s Market and then enjoying a spot of lunch at Chronoperpatimata, which by the way is an absolute must if you’re looking for mezedes.
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Georgie has never been an `easy’ baby. The first six months were rough and I often found myself wondering if I was in over my head and if a baby was really what I wanted. At this point I would like not to have to add how much I love my son, how much meaning he has brought to my life but society’s pressure bears down on my shoulders as this is something many mothers feel they need to do to balance the unpleasantries they occasionally express about life with a new baby. I want to scream at them: “You’re just being honest!” I can’t tell you how many times I thought of stopping strangers with kids at the mall and asking them if I could pick their brains.”How many hours does your baby sleep?” “Do you rock him?” “How often does he or she eat?” “Did you use a Moses basket?” “Does your baby sleep with you in bed or in a separate room?” He just wasn’t sleeping enough, didn’t seem happy enough so, I thought, I must be doing something wrong! Maybe there’s another way.
Throughout my pregnancy I read numerous articles and stories about babies and how much life can change when you have one but not once did I come across something that expressed the painful reality. I was prepared for sleepless nights- many, many articles and parents give warnings about this- but no one actually said what sleep deprivation can do to you. Team that with a colic baby- an issue I will get into another time- breastfeeding for hours on end, not being able to go to the toilet or have a shower without someone else in the house and you have a very unhappy new mother. When Georgie was three months I literally got sick, feverous and weak from lack of sleep. On more occasions than I care to remember, he didn’t sleep AT ALL throughout the night, briefly napping on my chest while I shut my eyes and fell asleep in an upright position.
Tano has been part of our family for six years now. I still remember that cold day in December when I opened the door and papa was holding this teeny tiny thing in the palm of his hand. We later found out that he wasn’t even one month old – far too young to be taken from his mama- but we have loved him and taken care of him ever since. So far he has been nothing but patient and understanding with Georgie, his smacks, his walker and all the changes that have occurred. Now i wish i could be a little more understanding with all the hair he leaves behind in the apartment. Plugging in a noisy hoover at 7 am every morning can’t be easy for our neighbours but what else is there to do? Shave him? As tempting as it sounds, I don’t think he’ll appreciate it.
Today my sister, her hubby and moi took the kids to Jungle Mania, a theme restaurant in Larnaca. I must admit I was impressed with the intense jungle decoration – leaves and branches covered the entire ceiling- but the best part were the gigantic animals that moved causing quite a reaction from my sister’s 4 and 3 year old!!! A 5-metre giraffe is set at the entrance while hippos, lions, gorillas and elephants are scattered around the place poking out from trees. With the food nicely priced and served on wooden platters I think I’ve discovered the perfect place to spend an exciting Sunday afternoon with the kids.
By the way, how do you like Georgie’s new booties? They were given to him by his auntie Emilia.
Georgie is becoming more and more active everyday. He’s crawling, standing and even letting go and he isn’t even nine months yet! I’ve gotten tired of screaming No! every two minutes so our apartment has been subjected to some changes mostly including moving everything to higher grounds and giving him the occasional coaster and fruit to play with. However nothing interests him more than his daddy’s black leather belt. Weird right?
