My mood seems to brighten up once rainy days and chilly nights creep up. Any wonder why? I am a utter romantic when it comes to Christmas. I have beautiful memories of December days in a cosy home filled with music and cooking. My parents went out of their way to ensure we had a magical time even insisting on pretending to be a certain someone with bags of presents until I was 15! Papa and I are going to do our best to make sure that this little boy gets the same beautiful experiences.
My little dude had a rocking weekend riding the carousel and sleeping for 12 hours straight- don’t hate me. I’ve probably just jinxed myself anyway. Feeling slightly more chilled and positive, it’s no wonder I woke up this morning and made peanut butter cookies for breakfast. Which subsequently meant that a boring old Monday wasn’t so bad. Hope yours was a good one. x
So I turned 31. I’ve been telling people it’s just number because that is truly how I feel. I can’t say that my age defines who I am or how I live my life because it doesn’t. If anything, being a mummy and having a birthday is far more terrifying than getting older. You wake up expecting, if only for a second, that there won’t be any washing up to do, laundry to be folded or even a toddler who wakes you up at 6.30 but alas you realize that birthday mummies still continue to be just that: mummies. I did spend the day with my mum, sister and the kids as well as papa’s side of the family but the highlight of my day was having dinner with my boys at the Hard Rock Cafe- which just opened in Nicosia. Hey! We’re getting there slowly but steadily… We opted for the early bird special so we were leaving the joint before nine! How embarrassing! But I’m sure all you mothers understand the issue with keeping a toddler up wayyyyy pass his bedtime. To be honest, my little dude was actually quite well-behaved. He wanted out of the highchair as soon as he was strapped in and ended up eating garlic bread instead of a bowl of mac and cheese which I desperately ignored for an hour but once he was out, all he wanted to do was enjoy the view from the glass balcony of the second floor. I even got to eat! Georgie’s grandparents volunteered to watch him for the night so papa and I could enjoy some alone time but I refused. What kind of birthday dinner would it be without my darling little family. I love you guys….maybe papa a bit more because he did source out yellow tulips you know!
