2018 Resolutions or rather intentions

As we proceed through the hassle of Xmas and merry making, gift giving and returning, eating and drinking, one more holiday tradition remains, pondering those New Year’s Resolutions. As the year draws to a close, I find myself reflecting on 2017. It was a challenging, interesting and exciting year. It’s easy to reflect on the past year and see the good and bad that has happened. One thing that is evident is that the year has flown by, too fast to be honest. It feels like I was getting ready for last Christmas and here we are planning Xmas 2017. A year of memories and firsts, of ups and downs, of exciting recollections which have passed and yet with the rush of everyday life, I feel I can only remember certain images I took photos of.
So this year instead of having the same new years resolutions, which seem to be fitting after a season of indulgence, you know the ones- Join a Gym, Get fit, Eat Healthier, Conquer the world, those type of things. This year, I want to focus on the things…

Ramblings of appreciation

One of my favourite poems is by William Henry Davies, leisure. I am not one for poetry, but I remember studying this when at school and it really remained with me.
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
I was thinking the other day, that it is so true, what is this life if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare. No time tothink and reflect on our day, lives and loved ones.No time to show appreciation. No time to enjoy the small things in life.
We really need to stop and do that ! Stop, slow down and appreciate what is…

The Terrible Tantrums

The tantrum stage
Two year olds are just so adorable. You can see how much they learn on a daily basis. How they look at the world with excitement and adventure in their eyes. How playtime is filled with imagination.

Where a sofa becomes a mountain that they are climbing slowly. Bath time becomes a full fledged adventure, where all the paw patrols have to join in to save one of the minions from falling into the rough seas. Where a simple game of tag becomes a life saving situation, where we need to call Fireman Sam to find mummy.
Two year olds are just so innocent and sometimes you just want a little bit of their excitement and adventure goggles. However ,with all the cuteness surrounding them, their little temper becomes a somewhat intriguing and blood raising experience.
We all have that one friend who is a hoot but given a little too much booze they become loud, argumentative, demanding, emotional, stammer and stumble . Having a two year old is like going out with that drunken friend, …

3 weeks without my little man

3 weeks without being complete!
When I was 7 years old I remember catching a plane by myself (Well with the help of the air hostess) to visit my grandparents and spending 6 weeks of summer with them. The memories of those summer are still very vivid and I used to love the undivided attention my grandparents used to give me, especially because I only used to see them a few times a year if lucky.
My Parents live in Singapore and don’t get to see my son so often as they would like. So this summer my son joined them for a few weeks without me and my husband. We tried this out last summer, where I flew to Singapore and left him here with my parents 2 weeks later my mother returned to Malta and there was not a drop of bother on him- he had the time of his life! This Xmas, my mum flew down in the beginning of December and brought him up to Singapore for 2.5 weeks before me and my husband arrived. He saw all the Xmas shows and lights and Santas. He had the most amazing time. This year we tr…

Lucky to live on the rock- Such variety in what we can do!

Lucky to live on the rock- Such variety in what we can do!

I sometimes moan that there is nothing to do here but must admit I need to bite my tongue a little. This weekend has been an amazing adventure and we have got up to so much. We are so lucky to live on an island surrounded by sea. An island that has so much hidden beauty, treasure, and history. Sometimes you just need to adventure out there a little or enjoy the small things.

This long Easter Weekend we got up to so much and everything was so different from each other. My son really did have the time of his life, such adventure, and memories

Beaching it
We went beaching it! Yep on the beach in April, my favourite time of the year. What better way to spend the public holiday than a picnic on a beach. The weather was just fantastic. A picnic basket, some toys, and a breathtaking view....The beach was actually packed.

Easter Egg Hunts
We went to an easter egg hunt at Grigenti Farm- It was so well planned and fun. Being so close too …

Where to eat on the rock with small kids?

Where to eat on the rock with small kids?
The question that anyone with kids at sometimes faces, 'Where shall we go to eat?'. On the whole I am a foodie, love trying new things. However, when one has kids, you really need to rethink where to go. Firstly I feel really guilty taking kids to a restaurant, especially at night.  My mentality is that people are there to relax and the last thing they feel like are kids.

Secondly, kids get when we do have to go out to eat for someone's birthday or a special event, mummy mode steps in and I go through a list of things a restaurant should have to ensure my son is comfortable and I won't bother people.

This includes space to keep the buggy and place where I can maneuver with a buggy. Space/kiddy room/pjazzas are a must, so if sitting outside he can run around and not bother people. Last but not least, good food.  Sometimes I feel like something more than pizza and pasta. Usually most family restaurants are very accomm…

Peppa Pig Cartoon good, bad, evil, girly or are we just over fussing?

I recently found myself having a debate with my friends about Peppa Pig. Yes the famous cute little  anthropomorphic female pig, her stereotypical family and friends. Each of her friends are a different species of mammal- that one might not normally find hanging out together! Peppa is a little preschooler and has a younger brother and most of her friends have a brother of the same age. The cartoon in itself is really innocent as it is about everyday activities that Peppa experiences such as going to the playground, fun fair, swimming, the park, the arrival of a new baby pig cousin etc etc.

My little one giggles when he sees it on TV and has even started saying the word Peppa and associating pink pigs with peppa. The whole debate started when I asked my friends if they thought it was okay for a little boy to be watching a cartoon about a pink female pig. In retrospect he is 1 and pigs are actually pink! However, the question is still there at the back of my mind. Is it okay? Should i b…