Baby Girl has been back to school for 2 weeks now. This is the first time in a while where she isn’t the new girl anymore. Although she has never really showed us any signs of stress, I could tell that this year she was a little bit more relieved than in the past. She’s 10 years old and started CM2 (grade 5) this year. This also means this is her last first day in elementary school. Eeekk – where did time go??? 😱 I guess that’s how it feels like when you become a mom at a young age. I’m 32, so technically not-too-old (don’t you dare say anything about that. yes you!), but when I look at my ten-year old I kinda do feel old. Harhar.
After shopping for myself (click here for the post), it is time to shop for my 10-year school daughter who is going back to school on the 3rd of September. Actually, she’s sorta going back this week, but half-day only. The school calls it « stage de remise à niveau ». When the director asked me if it was something I was interested in for Baby Girl, I instantly agreed. After a 2-month break, I thought it would help her get back to the rhythm of waking up early, working on school stuff, eating at the proper time, and sleeping early. She can also work on the lessons she has difficulties in, particularly French. She’s doing well, but it’s always a bit tough to juggle several languages. We generally speak only English at home, Baby Girl speaks French at school but is also taking English and German classes, and the Husband and I speak in Filipino to each other at home.
Baby Girl turned 10 years old. 10 years old. I don’t know whether I want to cry or smile. Smile because somehow the Husband and I were able to make it 10 years in this challenging journey. We were just 22-23 years old when we became parents and shit-scared truthfully. And then I also want to cry. Cry because these past 10 years have flown by so quickly. Like a blink of an eye. When I think about it, 10 years from now she’ll be an adult, busy with her own adult responsibilities, living on her own … Sigh. Anyways, let’s just stop with these emotional / sentimental thoughts.
This year’s anniversary didn’t exactly go as expected. We really wanted to eat at this Senegalese restaurant in Metz, but somehow those plans didn’t pan out. Instead, we ended up having Indian food delivery at home with good friends. Don’t ask me why. When the Husband and I were in bed later that night, too tired to do anything but sleep (😴 😴 ), we couldn’t help but laugh about how our night turned out. We had a really fun night and the way the Husband sees it is that this year’s anniversary theme was sharing our love to others.
Hey everyone! I know it’s been a while but hey, I had a good excuse – we moved to a new apartment! I know, I know you might wonder what’s so complicated about that. But anyone who lives in France knows how difficult it is to find a rental place and be approved. Living in Metz is much easier than in Paris or Lyon for example, but man when our application was finally accepted and I had the keys in my hand, I felt like I had just joined a marathon! But there’s no time to breathe and relax- next is moving out and moving in – which is just another step in this whole ordeal.
Every time Dad was discharged from the hospital in 2013, he would promise my daughter, Baby Girl, that he would bring her to Disneyland Paris one day. Unfortunately, he never got to. In the summer of 2013, we thought we could go on Baby Girl’s birthday, but Dad was hospitalized again and things went from bad to worse for him. Sadly sometimes, even if there’s a will, there’s also no way. Which is why ,we included a trip to Disneyland in our Paris trip. This meant we would spend one less day touring the city of Paris, but for our daughter we were capable of much more. This was also the Husband’s and my first time in Disneyland and we were quite excited to see what it felt like to be in « the happiest place in the world ».
As promised in the previous blog post (click here for the post), the next ones will be all about our Paris trip in August 2014. I was shocked when I realized that this was our one and only time to be together in Paris. Since then, I’ve been back on my own a couple of times, with just the Husband or with just Baby Girl.
Baby Girl’s communion was probably one of the best and proudest moment I’ve experienced this year. Contrary to her baptism, where we held her in our arms as she was bathed with Holy Water, this time Baby Girl accepted the Holy Sacrament of God all on her own. And she shined!
I take great pleasure in cooking for my family. If you take a look at my Instagram account (click here), you’ll see exactly what I mean. Since I got my Thermomix TM5, I’ve been making regularly Waffles for Baby Girl. Actually, I make them on Saturday mornings. We eat about 2 each and I freeze the rest. These are eaten during the week for breakfast or sometimes Baby Girl brings some as a school snack. This saves us so much time during the week and money too!