I wrote this 2.5 weeks after Arabella was born, in the middle of the night whilst struggling to breastfed. Things have definitely improved since then but that’s another post….

Lows: bleeding nipples after 2 days Crying daily

Seeing your baby hungry

Your instinct telling you something is not right, it’s supposed to be hard but probably not this hard

People asking “is she feeding every 3 hours?”

Realising big boobs are actually a nightmare to feed from because you can’t see what’s going on and they are heavy

The pain of infected stitches and not being able to stand

The dilemma of topping up with bottles or not and what type of bottle

Spending 3 nights in hospital surrounded by people either listening loudly to the tv or with such bad life problems it was depressing to listen to

Being shown only one not very good breastfeeding position in hospital

Feeling like you’re failing despite all the preparation

Highs: some very very supportive non judgmental family and friends

Doing it my way for example being against co-sleeping and then realising that’s what works for now

Hearing your husband talk to her in the other room

Feeling like a family

Touching her cute little toes

Seeing her relax in the bath and knowing it’s not all bad, there is something you can do that she enjoys

Looking at her and thinking she’s perfect

Going out alone with the baby for the first time in a carrier and feeling proud

Losing 10 kilos in 10 days

Knowing you have an excuse for a boob job after this http://honestmum.honestmum.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/brill-blog-posts-BIG-1.jpg

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I’ve been so bad at blogging lately and will make up for it soon with following topics:
The power of Twitter and a little bomb scare
Realising I need a bucket list and to stick more to my “carpe diem” motto
How during our flat move I realised I am crazy and need to learn to chill and few lessons learnt
First trimester of pregnancy 🙂

In the meantime I’m missing out on the nicest day of the year with some super bad planning and being on a Eurostar

Happy Monday!

If you’ve been following, you’ll know I was in NYC last week. Gosh it was cold and gosh I love that city and here is why.

First of all you can have a shower with a view:

Seriously, a view like that makes the jetlag worth it, it makes you want to get up and seize the day, how can one not feel a bit “carpe diem” when one wakes up to that? I would stand in the bath tube morning and night and just stare out the window. Who are the people who live in those buildings, what kind of lives do they lead, do they go to SoulCycle at 6AM? 🙂

Secondly, they have the High Line, one of my favourite places in the world:

The first time I went there was one very hot evening last July, it was packed and really inspiring, I will never forget because that was also the first time I wore my favourite shoes bought in NYC, they epitomize the city, cool, bright and fun:

Also, they seriously know how to do salads in NYC, I went to “Cafeteria”, the one from SATC and it was packed with half super trendy people, half super orange girls who must have come up for the day from New Jersey (no , I don’t have a picture of them, a cat fight could have followed):

There are some things that Americans just do better, no matter what. For example blow drys, this lasted 5 days, 5 days! and only cost $40, the Dry Bar is amazing:

For me, you can’t spend a week in NYC with messy hair, it’s JUST NOT RIGHT!

I saw a 12 year old girl walking around Soho with an amazing bag on her arm like she owned the place, you don’t get that anywhere else. Nor do you get very hot guys in lifts delivering rugs , who with one smile can make your day, yes I went bright red but forgot about my lack of sleep in a New York Minute.

Talking of hot guys, meet Henrik:

This one does him more justice:

Yep, only in NYC do they have super hot ice hockey players! Talking of which “calisse” is ice hockey exciting! These guys basically sprint on ice and whack each against hard glass, it doesn’t really get more manly than this, I know how hard the glass is as I touched it:

They even give you blankets to keep warm, good old American customer service:

It was blast, so is ending up in a very dodgy total dive of a karaoke bar (Winnies for those of you interested) in China Town but much fun was had. There was an amazing guy who did 2 songs and I kept thinking to myself, only in NYC:

As for “Calisse”, some guy kept saying this throughout the game and I asked “What language is that?” , “Hick” I was told, turns out it’s French Canadian, these Texans so uneducated…

So long NYC, next time I hope I will be doing this again:

Hello from New York City!
I’m here for the week for work and am staying at Mondrian Soho hotel, where I stayed during hurricane Sandy 18 months ago.
I love this hotel, especially because they greeted me with this:

Also because everything is blue

And the restaurant is beautiful as well as the view

I will never forget waking up to no electricity, no heating and most frightening no water. That’s when I started to think “I need to get out of here”. I can deal with no TV but not being able to flush the toilet or brush your teeth is something else!
Another thing I will never forget is the noise of the Storm on the Monday night. I kept thinking these windows are going to break or swing open, these windows are going to break…
I actually considered sleeping on the floor between the bed and the wall, making a little protective cave basically!
The worse was probably the building moving, I was sat on the bed and said to myself ” relax, you are hallucinating, the building is not moving!”
One of my colleagues saved me on the Tuesday and drove down to pick me up and take me to her house, I will be forever grateful.
Every time I come to NYC something happens, storms, celebrities, unexpected births so let’s see what happens this time!