Motherhood – blowing off some steam. The one about where my son doesn’t speak French

How do we do it? How is it that we have been parenting for millions of year and yet it is still so hard. Surely we should have nailed parenthood by now? Billions of parents, millions of years experience and yet it is still so hard!

I wish there were an off button. You know in a binary kind of way. Did you try switch it off and logging it on again?! And then your laptop miraculously regain consciousness (most of the time). You can never log of motherhood, can you? Continue reading

Giving back back a little… #GivingTuesday

Hair donation for Little Princess Trust

A couple of years ago I decided I wanted to give back a little. I had a few difficult years and I was so very touched to see how people – even people I didn’t know – would offer to help. Not with massive gestures just with day to day acts of kindness. So now things are easier, I felt I had to do something to give back. However small it was and as often as I could.

One of the little things I decided to do is to donate blood. I had a life long dislike for needles which has prevented me to donate blood. Now during my pregnancy I had to give so much blood I realise how silly I was. Some nurses were amazing to find the right vein some left me with severe bruising but I’d be honest, after 9 months I cared little the discomfort. So I donate my blood. Continue reading

A single mum in London – 5 years on

img_20160304_133516As I am looking at my 5 years old taking a bite out his well deserved blueberry muffin after his swimming class, I contemplate how much has happened in this past 5 years. There are thousands of books telling you how to be a parent but let’s be honest… they teach you the theory but you have to find your own way. Each child, each parent is different. Continue reading

Well what can I say… I can never outdo Ryanair ;)

(French  version of this post published 10/08/12). So here I am, I really thought I knew how to travel with Ryanair… I was wrong! There is always something. I mean… it really goes on my nerves : there are so many boxes to tick or un-tick when you  make a booking; they always end up to charge me for something I don’t need. My last (unpleasant) adventure? A trip to the South of France with my one year old son. This time will I outdo them? Continue reading

Thursday evening: a very public kid’s meltdown

wp-1455472983205.jpgIt is Thursday night. I am tired, I had a long day at work. I hurry to pick up my son from the play center, I am late. Push scooter on one shoulder and laptop bag on the other. I’m being told off for being late ” I thought you’ll never come” .
I smile and tenderly kiss his cheek, telling him that I would never leave him all alone at the play center, and telling him how sorry I am to be late. Continue reading

London with kids – West Hampstead play centre

Sanctuary

The Sanctuary, Sherrif centre

Nestled in an Anglican church in the heart of West Hampstead is one of those places full of character that I love.

Today it ‘s cold and windy. My son is full of life (as always) and I have to find a place where he can have fun without his poor mum slowly turning into a snowman – ok I’m slightly exaggerating , but I feel more like a marshmallow hot chocolate whilst reading Grazia than running outside in the mud 😉

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