My baby boy is 1. Let me repeat this : My baby boy V. is 1-year-old! No, I still don’t believe it. That means that I’ve been a mum for a year too. Wow! That also sounds unbelievable. And yes, my baby calls me mummy but only occasionally. He’s too busy running around the house chasing the cat. Poor cat! He spends a lot of time high up on the cupboards out of our baby’s reach.
V. is a strong, big boy. He’s 78 cm tall and weighs exactly 10 kg. He still loves to be carried around which is sometimes quite painful for my ageing back. He likes to cuddle a lot! V. is such a cheerful boy. Very determined and very persistent too. Prefers to play with things that aren’t baby toys. He walks. He carries things. He pushes furniture. He climbs the sofa. He makes all sorts of loud noises but he doesn’t talk (he just says mama). He’s got 7 teeth now and likes to chew on all sorts of forbidden things. He smiles when you say sternly NO, and just continues to do whatever he isn’t allowed to do until you move him. He’s fearless. He rarely cries. He doesn’t like changing diapers or getting undressed for bed. He eats a lot of different foods but I still nurse him. He loves spending time with his grandparents. He enjoys being out. He is a proper water baby, in the bathtub and in the sea. He likes playing with the ball. He has travelled. He’s been to Italy several times. He discovered San Marino. He’s visited a lot of towns in Croatia.
Recently I’ve received an e-mail that put a smile on my face. Why? Because I got invited to an afternoon tea to one of the most luxurious London hotels. A free afternoon tea in exchange for my review here on the blog sounds fantastic, don’t you think so? But there’s a slight problem. The kind lady who sent me this invitation didn’t realize that I don’t actually live in London. Although, if you check my about page you won’t get confused about my location but I do admit that my blog name might be slightly misleading.
However, I chose The Red Phone Box travels as the name for my travel blog simply because I’m crazy about London and because I’ve visited it many times. My loyal readers and blog friends know all these too well but I guess that someone who just stumbled upon my blog might think that I live in London when they see so many London posts. Unfortunately, I don’t live in London. I live in Croatia. I did live briefly in England a long time ago (but not in London). My obsession with London (and to be quite honest with all things British) is something that I developed through books and movies from my childhood (you see, watching telly is harmful for young children 😉 ). I was in love with London even before my first visit in 2006.
My baby boy V. is already 6 months old. I’ve been meaning to write about him for a while now but I actually don’t know what to write about exactly. Shall I mention his adorable smile? The sleepless nights? How I still don’t believe that I am a mum?
Every day is a new day for him. A day of possibilities and new discoveries. And I get to experience all that with him. That’s the amazing part of being a mum. Exhaustion and being mushy brained and having almost no personal time is the-not-so-great part of the motherhood. But hey, I’ve only been a mum for 6 months 🙂 There’s more joy (and sleepless nights ) to look forward to in the future.
˝By seeing London, I have seen as much of life as the world can show˝. Samuel Johnson
No matter what happens in my life the London mood is always there. Lurking behind closed curtains, hiding in the shadows behind my house, the London mood is never too far from me. It waits patiently until I look the other way and then it hits me in the face with full force. Just like that the London mood overcomes me and I can’t resist it. I have to look through all my London photos, read about other people’s trips to London and think back about all my past visits to this glorious city. As the saying goes : ˝London is a bad habit one hates to lose (by anonymous).
Exactly a year ago I visited London. It wasn’t my first visit nor it would be my last. On 11th of May 2016 I visited London for the 11th time! And it was the first time that I actually spent several days in London on my own. Previously, I’ve been to London with my best friend and occasionally on my own for a day trip but this was the first time that I got to spend 3 full days roaming the streets of London just by myself. And it was great!:) I blogged quite a bit about it so I’m just going to remind myself (and you, dear readers ) of some of the highlights of that trip.
my cat Munchkin 🙂
Cats are the best, aren’t they? This is my cat Munchkin sleeping gracefully on my husband’s gym clothes 🙂 Cats can be described as cute, playful, mischievous, adorable, independent, intelligent, resilient, resourceful but also graceful.
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just one of the many beautiful streets of London, photo taken in May 2016
Exactly ten years ago I visited LONDON for the first time. I’ve spent amazing time discovering London with my best friend M. and vowed to visit it again. After ten years and 11 visits to London I’m still in love with the best city in the whole world. And there’s still so much to do and to see. This year I went to London on my own and after initial missing-my-best-friend-to-share-London-with feeling I actually enjoyed wandering around London by myself. However, I do want to share my 12th visit to London with my best friend! When will it be? I don’t know. I don’t actually have plans of visiting London in 2017 ( shocking! I know 🙂 ) since there are other cities I want to explore in 2017 which have been pushed aside because of my constant visits to London (you can read all about my London adventures on my London Posts page).