A family photo is sometimes bitter sweet for me. I am the only one who knows how difficult it is to arrange that the three of us be together on a picture.
I would like to keep on trying being positive. I want to practice optimism. The blogs I follow are the ones that help me read about wonderful people who try their best to laugh at the hard times, to focus on what is nice and awesome out there. They choose to smile more and I would like to make that choice myself.
Step by step. It is enough if I write about something good here and now.
I told one of the chef that I enjoy the pastry part of a pie. This pie can be ordered sometimes at the hotel’s restaurant as the “pie of the day”. The chef asked the guy who made the pie to make cookies using only the pastry part of the pie. They were brought to our room. Delicious! So thoughtful of them!
I had a good work out today while Zoárd was peacefully asleep in his stroller. I think all in all he had a great day. I was able to concentrate on spending quality time with him. We really like each other.
I think I was always a combination of being a very serious person but one who is in to a little fun. Nothing too wild, nothing mean. Doing something unconventional was usually fine by me. And today I want to share a little fooling around my husband and I did during a trip to Bangkok. This was 2 years ago. We asked total strangers to take our camera and take a picture of us. We managed to surprise everyone by laying down on the floor.
I am already excited about all the fun we are going to have with our son included. It might be an ethical dilemma that he is non-verbal at the moment and cannot really protest. I might write a whole post about some of the funny pictures I took of him already… Note: I would never make fun of him crying.
Spirit house in front of reception. Hotel staff believe that it gives home to bad spirits so this way they will not haunt anyone in the hotel. They have a home of their own. I rolled down the window to take a picture of this colorful shop.
Random shot. Can you spot the spirit house?
The road that goes around the island. Tesco Lotus! Our final destination. This helmet was on sale. I felt like trying it on… My husband had a hair cut. The owner does it for him. He is always dressed very uniquely. Today he had a modest day. The owner chose this poster for his desk. Grandfather rock. One of the attractions tourists visit. Do I need to comment any further? HAHA You can almost take a nap while they give you a head massage. For me in the beginning it was interesting to experience that sometimes 2 or even 3 people “work on you” at the same time. This lady had a very long hair so she no doubt deserved two stylists. The ice cream place we visit occasionally is called… I had a blueberry pie flavored ice cream. Zoárd was eagerly watching me. HAHA This drink contains bird’s nest. It is very popular and it is somewhat a luxury product. At the supermarket they keep them locked up behind glass doors. Pocky was on sale. Or was it?! My husband told me that this sales person was plucking her eyebrows. Could be… but I only got a shot of her texting. Good enough?! I wish I would know what this is it. Anyone has ideas? This is an interesting thing. Its a drink. I think. Its not easy living in a place where you can never wear winter clothes. I had my moments too when we lived here for two years. I ordered a beanie online… And I wore my jeans one time…
, Someone wrote to me that she could not live in a hotel. Another friend asked: how long can you take this?!
I know that the way others live their lives makes us automatically think about our own. Did I make the right choices? Is this the perfect life I imagined for my baby? Am I giving him and myself everything we deserve?
I tell everyone that symbolically speaking I would follow my husband anywhere in the world even to Siberia if I had to. Siberia is cold. No offence.
I could focus on the fact that I cannot put my baby down on the grass because of snakes. I could count how many baby friends he does not have right now. And yes, people working at the hotel pull on his chubby legs all the time.
I personally think that while staying in a hotel room almost 24 hours is not ideal for a baby who needs fresh air but I do go for small walks with him (I put him in the carrier) time to time and happy parents are worth more than gardens, parks and playgrounds.
My biggest problem is not seeing my husband enough its not how or where we live. I suppose this is one reason I started a blog. But no worries by the time he will have more free time to spend with us I will be madly in love with writing these posts. HAHA
Speaking of madly in love. Its nice to see guests holding hands with their partners; planting trees together in order to express their love to one and other (its something honeymooners do in the hotel); I see couples giggling and posing in front of their cameras all the time. One of my favorite thing is watching those who go to the gym together. I always feel that its important to take care of your loved ones health.
And getting back to what its like for Zoárd. He is healthy and he lightens up around his father when he drops by to see how we are doing. We try to order room service at lunch time and make time for eating together at least once a day.
What do you do when life gets super busy around you? How do you make time to be with your loved ones?
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I know not all women do it but is anyone against breast feeding?!
Since we live in a hotel I bump in to hotel guests time to time. And breast feeding comes up as a topic. Why? Simply because people (strangers) are not shy to talk about MY milk. HAHA
The most common remark is: “I see there is no problem with the quality of your milk…” (Our baby is considered large especially when looking at me or my husband.)
“Hm. Well, thank you!”
I guess these men and women our the strong supporters of breast feeding. I guess.
I had a hotel guest tell me that she is only hoping I do not want to go on doing this for ever. I just politely smiled. I do not see why she was concerned that I was still breast feeding my (then) 5 month old.
In Spain I was warned that my milk might change when my baby turns 4 month old and I should prepare myself if I might have to give him solids earlier than I expected to.
Why do I need to prepare myself for something that would be a sad event for me?! Should I also prepare myself for all the bad things that MIGHT happen?!
Breast feeding in public. Now that is something worth discussing! I love to feed my baby anytime and anywhere! However, I think if it is well-known that this is something that is culturally not excepted in a country I try my best not to be seen while breast feeding Zoárd. This was the case in Malaysia and here in Thailand as well.
While in Hungary and Spain breast feeding in public is not a big deal. In Spain you can even walk and talk with your partner while having your baby sucking on your nipple peacefully.
In order to prevent this post in becoming too long. Here is my last thought on the question for now: I have tried breast feeding in toilets and my reaction to it: never again.