Even at the moment I was clicking on the ‘book now’ icon, I wasn’t really sure if what I was doing was ‘right’. I would be enjoying five whole days with friends I love, in a gorgeous European city, photographing all day,drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes, buying quirky bits and bobs, walking through parks…but without my baby. With only three days to go, how is this going to work, mummy?
Before Georgie was born, Friday nights were very often spent at S’s. She’d cook, I’d bake and the boys would enjoy. The last time we kicked back with a Corona and laughed the night away took place one month before I gave birth so it was really about time we got together. S has recently spent some hard-earned cash on sprucing up her apartment and she’s done an amazing job, don’t you think? The boys were so thoughtful bringing a present for the hostess… …even though it was wrapped in pink (ahem) newspaper… …and MORE pink newspaper! I couldn’t help but laugh! She’d been unwrapping forever. Goodnight! x
Georgie is at granny’s for the night so papa and I are just chilling…Watching Girl, Interrupted – for the millionth time-and obsessing over wood choices and beautiful magazine inspirations while of course trying to enjoy this gluten free chocolate cake. I have to say: no gluten, no good. Goodnight.
Tano is like a child to us. Before Georgie, he would sleep with us in bed. And i don’t mean at the bottom of the bed, curled in a corner. No. Tano used to sleep with his head on my pillow! He would stretch his body out and lay his head down. If only someone was there to take a picture of the three of us. So when I found out I was pregnant, one of my first thoughts was how Tano would deal with it…and more importantly how WE would deal with it. Having both the baby and the dog in bed wasn’t an option for us so when I was around 6 months we began training Tano to sleep in a basket in the living room. The first few nights were torture. He would scratch at the door for HOURS! He just couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t let him in. Oh my heart! I was tough though and that probably was the reason he ‘got it’ within three nights. When Georgie came along, he didn’t really seem to care. He was allowed to sniff and lick his little hands, which he only did about twice. no connection was forming at least not until Georgie started crawling. Since then Tano has become his best friend. With every passing day I notice Georgie becoming affectionate with Tano even running to show him something and ‘talking’ to him. I’m quite proud I’ve given my baby such a strong beginning in a little thing called friendship.
This evening, after tucking in Georgie, papa, S and I stepped outside for a ciggie and a glass of wine. Looking at the poor state my unimaginative drawings on the veranda wall were, we decided to get down and dirty. Enjoyed every minute of it!