Baglady part deux

Another brown bag candidate:

Nappa Leather Shoulder bag from Miu Miu (net-a-porter.com)

Unwind

By the sea. The best part, babysitters nearby thanks to beautiful in-laws.

Baglady

Still forever searching for the perfect brown bag and as I'm heading over the pond in November, my main goal is to come home with the exact one. I've actually found three perfect candidates:

Medium Leather Totebag from Michael Michael Kors

Daria Satchel in Oak Soft Spongy from Mulberry

Travel Muse Two Leather Shoulder Bag from YSL

The Mulberry one is my favorite at the moment as it's the only one I've seen live. Plus I like the fact that the straps are adjustable. Not to mention the luxury feel of the leather. It would be great though that I actually would prefer the one from Michael Kors because it's a lot cheaper, but I guess I'll just have to wait and see. Who knows I might end up with something totally different when I come home from London!

It's back!!

Confessions of a newbie mother - Poop

Picture this scene: My newborn is lying on the changing mat. He is a bit uneasy as he is suffering from a lot of gas. What makes the situation worse is the fact that he hasn't been able to poo for a couple of days. I look at him with worried and puffy eyes. As his diaper was a bit smelly, I was hoping to see some defecation, but it was just the gas that had finally passed through. I guess I should be thankful for that. As I started to prep for a new diaper I see his face suddenly turn red and the sting of stench filled the bathroom. I looked down and I saw the mess that he had made. My baby was pooing on the changing mat. I should have been annoyed by the mess, but instead I just started to cry. Happy tears. I was so happy that he had finally pooed, that the foul odor, the staining on the mat and his clothes didn't bother me at all.

Poop, my life revolves around poop these days. It may sound simple, but it's not, especially not for the little one. Which means, it's not easy for me either. I feel helpless when he sometimes pushes in agony. There's nothing much I can do but cuddle him, give him a gentle touch on his chin, his hand and so on. Some days are better than others of course, but the feeling of helplessness is basically present in many aspects. Poop is just a tiny part of it, a smelly part.

Wouldn't it be easier if the baby came out with a manual that guides you through their needs. Or better yet that they were able to communicate through speech. Imagine if they could tell you this while lying on the changing mat: "Ok, I may not poo now, but it's coming. Maybe you should rub my stomach, that may help."
Would make life as a mother a lot easier.

Telling mummy off for not understanding

Cake and Bubbly

An eventful weekend for the little one who was invited to a birthday party and went for a daytrip to Sandefjord. He didn't seem to mind all the activity as he slept whenever the opportunity arouse. Slightly more difficult task to get around with a baby, but we are getting the hang of it. It's great to be able to do some "normal" stuff again.

With that said, this post is suppose to be about my friend Arna's birthday gathering. She made some lovely cake that tasted like heaven. Together with some bubbly it was definitely a recipe for success.

Me with the birthdaygirl

Taste buds

My taste buds are back. I love food and it totally depressed me that I lost my appetite during half of my pregnancy and when I regained it I couldn't eat most of the stuff that I love like for instance sushi. Although it may not be gourmet food, our faithful local takeaway resto Ebi Sushi is our go-to place for sushi. Very convenient that it happens to be next door. Had some lovely sushi the other day that's worth a kodak moment.

ooo and extras :-)