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This week I’m loving…

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Week Four.

How can it possibly be Monday again so soon? – well, it is, there’s no denying it, and it’s that time again folks, time for my Monday feature and so, this week I’m loving…

The Hermès Colouring Book

Ludicrous, yes.  Extravagant, most certainly.  Slightly ridiculous (and yet highly desirable…), for sure.  But since my lovely friend @damyantipatel  pointed it out to me – she’s a demon like that – I must confess, I can’t stop thinking about it!  The Hermès Les 4 Mondes colouring book is a snip insanely pricey at £95 for all delicious a mere 12 pages; it certainly must be the most expensive colouring book on the planet, but it is undeniably tempting.

Couture Colouring

Couture colouring in, you gotta love that surely?!  I bet Harper Seven Beckham has one, humpf!  I bet Suri Cruise has one too…

Richmond Park

In contrast to my above mentioned object of desire, I am naming Richmond Park as one of the things I’m loving this week: you see, sometimes it is indeed true, that the best things in life are free (and not wrapped in beautiful orange boxes!).

Last week, Richmond Baby and I enjoyed a gorgeous morning in the park with Not Yet A Yummy Mummy and Mummy And The Beastie, their little ones, who are gorgeous, and friends, also gorgeous.  We had all gathered together to celebrate National Play Day,

 

supported by Savlon, and spending some time there on the grass, under a shady tree, enjoying the scenery and watching the little ones play, reminded me of just how lucky I am to have such a beautiful space on my doorstep.  I must make more effort to spend more time there and I can’t wait to introduce Richmond Baby to the resident deer (when the time is right!).  Thank you to Donna for organising a great day.

Bright Red Jeans

I don’t profess to be up on the latest fashions, in governing what I wear these days the rule of thumb is (a) can I fit into it, (b) is it something other than my pyjamas, (c) does it have no fewer than 2-3 sick/or other possibly unidentified marks on it.  If it ticks all those boxes then I throw it on and hope for the best!  But, in the last couple of days, following a momumental chuck everything out that I haven’t worn in the last year and am too depressed to even look at anymore wardrobe springclean, I popped off to the shops and fell in love with a pair of bright red jeans from Gap.

Scarlet jeans – loving them right now

I’m not entirely sure if I’ve made a mistake here, they’re from the “Always Skinny” range at Gap and believe me, that’s a description that doesn’t apply to me, no way no how, but despite that, I felt compelled to buy them for all their cheery red appleness.  The fabric also feels nice and soft too, not stiff like some denims can feel, so hopefully I’ll be able to prance around at Gymboree easily in them without them splitting. Ahem.

That’s it for this week.

Now tell me, what is it you’re loving this week?

A first time for everything…

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It’s been a week of firsts for Richmond Baby and I. Some good, some bad, some downright ugly.
On Tuesday she had her first set of immunisations – the 8 week jabs. I was not looking forward to it, no siree. In truth it turned out to be fine, we had a lovely Geordie nurse who explained everything clearly and then got on with the job in hand quickly and efficiently, making it as drama free as it could be in the circumstances. Richmond Baby did of course scream, but far less than I expected and after a few minutes of cuddles was fast asleep and back snoozing in her Bugaboo. By the time we were home, she was smiling and giggling again as if nothing had happened. Phew.
It was off to the hospital on Wednesday for her first hip scan and, it turned out, thankfully her last. They thought she’d had a slight clicky hip at birth but it turned out to be nothing, all normal and no need for further checks thank goodness. But while we were there Richmond Baby did manage to wee enthusiastically all over the examination bed just to show her disgust. Marvellous.
Come the weekend and the abundant sunshine, we headed off to Richmond Park for baby’s first picnic. There was bagels and sausage rolls, strawberries and cream, white wine and milk… She didn’t appear wholly enthusiastic at being in the outdoors, but I like to think that was more to do with having a shorter lunchtime nap than usual and it being super hot, than being an agrophobic in the making. Still, we persevered and the next day did it all over again but this time picnicing at Kew Gardens instead. Overall this was more of a success although there were some scary moments when Richmond Daddy had to protect us both from two persistent geese who seemed intent on joining the party.
And today of course is Baby’s First Easter. Not perhaps as remarkable as Baby’s First Christmas – there doesn’t appear to be the paraphenalia in the shops associated with the latter for the Easter season and she doesn’t get to make herself sick on creme eggs, but it is a “first” nonetheless. So she has a new Easter bonnet to parade in and we’ll do the chocolate egg eating on her behalf. Yum.

Happy Easter from Richmond Baby!

Oh, and I forgot, the “firsts” for me….? Ah yes, I got poo-ed on this week. In the lap. Mustard yellow. Oozed out of the side of her nappy (Richmond Daddy had done the last nappy change – I’m saying nothing, just providing the facts). In my lap. My lap!! Had to remove my dress over my head without getting poo on my face and in my hair. Lovely.