This weekend, my baby boy turned three. We celebrated with a big bash and a dress up theme to go with. It was such a fun day with people turning up decked in their fancy costumes, faces painted, making me laugh so hard all day long with their antics. Honestly, I had the best time, so a big thank you to everyone who came. Despite the massive stress overload that comes with planning a big birthday party that included Barney showing up and making my baby’s face beam so brightly at the sight of the big pink dinosaur, it was all worth it. Excuse the overload of photos that is to follow but I need to post a few pictures of these awesome people.This will definitely be a day I will remember and smile. Happy third birthday, my sweet boy. x
This last photo breaks my heart because it reminds me how much my little boy suffered through the horrific flu epidemic that is flooring us here in Cyprus. You can see it on his face. Utter misery. I am however very happy to report that we have slowly but steadily made our way out of the fevers and vomit and preparing for Georgie’s third birthday party this weekend! Carnival celebrations are also in full swing here in Cyprus so our little party is going to be a dress up one!!! I am so excited for my little boy. A joyful celebration is exactly what we need to get the engines running.
1. Phone conversation with papa.
2. I, yes I, painted the guest toilet walls black. Blackboard black! Finishing touches will be taking place this week- hopefully.
3. Just so he can see where he’s going, a mini haircut. I made papa swear before they left for the hairdresser’s.
4. Perdika. I snuck up on this little birdie only to notice this little ring around its leg. It’s raised to be shot.
Since I started taking regular Pilates classes and threw a core workout into the mix once a week, those wobbly parts on my body are getting smaller. Fitting into clothes I like and pulling outfits together that make me feel good is a great feeling that brings on all sorts of excitements, especially for someone who put an uncomfortable amount of weight during her pregnancy (still not comfortable with sharing the actual number with the whole world). But no matter how many inches I lose, one thing is absolute: for me, comfort always comes first; casual, second. That trainers and sneakers are making their way into everyday outfits that are stylish, approachable and above all comfortable, is total inspiration for this happy mummy.





