Whistable

Thanks to Oxfam who sold 501 Great Days Out in the UK and Ireland for £ 3.99

We found WHISTABLE. My second trip to the coast of  Kent, got to be baby L first trip to the coast. 

See and smell the sea. 

Life can't get better when you stand with your own feet on a beach! 

 Go if you get the chance! 

Whitstable is a seaside town in northeast Kent, southeast England. It’s famous for its oysters, which have been collected in the area since at least Roman times. Freshly caught shellfish are available throughout the year at several seafood restaurants and pubs in the town.

Guess who’s back???

Me! After putting baby L to sleep. To night I read first chapter out of Shopaholic and Baby by Sophie Kinsella. I’m guessing somewhere along reading out ‘Pooonnnnyyy” and “ no darling” my little bundle of joy fell asleep.

Life is back to the normal. No more free trips abroad… hopefully no more staying over visit. Back to fulltime mum, mummy, mamma, ma, mother…

I used to be a ‘Shopaholic” but I think people who knows me would say I am a “workaholic”. I had a call one afternoon, on me way out with crying baby L. asking me are you back to work, we need an operator for a job out in Spain.

All I heard was S P A I N. I said yes without thinking.

So 3 nights in a villa, outside Palma in Spain. I went, and no baby L stayed behind with his yummy dad. I strongly believe that it was a wise decision.

I want my yummy other half to enjoy full days with our little one the way I do. Take time off work and be home and be a fulltime dad.

I admit when telling people, im going away   I got secretly but obvious respond ohh is that so smart?

Why would it not be a good idea for a dad, daddy, pappa, and father to be alone and look after his on child/children? Considering that he did have a big role, if not the biggest when making baby????

I took a break from fulltime mummy job and went away, and it’s one of the best decisions in life that I have made. I missed my family a lot during the whole trip but thanks to this amazing job opportunity some of my work will be on billboards, and on many ads. This is the type of job I want.

Every morning was unreal, amazing view. Watching the sunrise with a great cup of nespresso coffee at 6.30. 

Cheek – camera Cheek – batteries Cheek – chargers Cheek – laptop batteries 
Cheek – hard drives  Cheek – vacom Cheek – AA batteries                     
Coffee – Cheek

3 nights away and I found myself happier, I finally know what I want to work with, I made a friend, (who shared same passion for French bulldogs) I can so see us drinking great bottle of vino in the future. As always my bad luck! she lives Manchester! TYPICAL !!!
Finally find me vino friend… far, far, far, far, and away.

I got to be amused by a 17 year old brain, which still worked after I can imagene how much drugs it has been fed and how often. I felt sorry, only a child. 17 year old girl, who misses her friends, far away from home, pushed to model as the mother says so, admitted that she wrote diary everyday as she don’t remembers. Drugs??? Not such a good thing!  

Im back, just where I want to be. 

Alexandra Palace Garden Centre

I AM NOT YOUNG ANYMORE! Admitting that I am Not old either… 

I would say I’m stuck in loop. 

I slept to about 11 o’clock, not because of a hangover yesterday or anything. 

If youth and I still were to hold hands, we would have walked to a beer garden and worked on nice glass of vino, and of course the freckles.

As the sun was out, on Mothers day we thought let’s get coffee from Costa (so addicted to Coffee Frescato) and head to Alexandra Palace Garden Centre.

Which you can find on the southern side of Alexandra Palace, and enjoy the rooftop terrace. It’s a real suntrap in summer with views over the Centre where you can plan your purchases or take a breather before your planting commences.

This is now where I admit I am nerd! Plant, flowers, herbs, trees, anything that creates oxygen I can wonder around forever. Thought it was an amazing place, just really wish we had a garden. Or something called balcony…

It’s SO ironic that people below us has one, and they don’t seem to appreciate it as much as we would. And my plan getting to know the people next door just to use their garden has been “error out” as they are oldies, and their kids are to old to play with my little one. 

  

I felt so lucky pushing my “lovey” in his cosy pushchair next to my sexy hubby among all this fresh air and people. Family quality time, is there anything better???

It was a perfect Mothers day spent, not only did I get a flower… I got to be with both my boys, 3 plants to have on our windowsill, and a pair of garden gloves.

In my brainskiss I got a garden. I own a garden.
Alexandra Palace Garden Centre and everyone are welcome to come.

The beginning...

About a year ago, my body was going through a massive change. I was clueless and little did I know that I entered first trimester. A baby was growing inside of me, and I was not aware of it. 

No, no, no.

I was surfing on a really high wave, work was going perfect (I was turning jobs down, as I was already booked) and I had a party weekend to look forward to, 16 days to be exactly. 

Barcelona was calling me and my friend K.

I had my outfits ready. I was working out like mad for the beach.

My energy level was up, down, up, down, down, up. I still remember being tired and starting going to bed early. Blaming it on hard, late work, fags and coffee…

But really I was in week 4.

I personally don’t think I will ever forget the pregnancy journey.  I am so happy that I own an IPHONE. 

Thanks to Apple I can always go back in time and drawn myself in all my memories= pictures.