Tag: Dad
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Ephemeral Baby: posts over the last week
Review of how child friendly I found the new gastropub, the Botanist A welcome to Mersina from her grandfather on his blog Efimeris Spreading the baby news in Australia Saturday in the park with Martin (and little M) Shopping as a non-yummy mummy around Bristol A tribute to cous cous, the miracle food, and a […]
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Ephemeral baby: our Saturday adventures
A new post has been added to Ephemeral Baby: Our Saturday adventures in Bristol. We have a trip to the Downs, a pub and whole lot of feeding going on.
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Love and bedtime stories, an education
Love is a funny kind of thing. I fill my days either apologising to my daughter for my latest misdeeds or telling her how much I love her. Her father does the same and I imagine that we’re pretty similar to new parents all over the world. Sometimes she cries in her sleep, just one […]
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More firsts for the baby
Five weeks, five days From going up a nappy size to a visit to the first Foyles book store outside of London, this week has been full of firsts for the baby and more energy and sleep for mama. Mersina’s first official smile has been written down, in her Junior Moleskine diary, as having taken […]
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An official Bristol baby but where’s the drama?
Dad and I almost had a Jeremy Kyle moment last Saturday. We were at the registry office on Corn St to register the baby’s birth. The calm and well spoken woman first took my details and added them to the computer. She then turned to dad and asked him to confirm that he was the […]
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Relying on the kindness of the strange and not so strange
10 days old Baby and I left the hospital eight days ago and hadn’t left the flat since. If it had been up to me I would have waited a few more weeks but I had to get to my post-natal check up and so it began. I had to figure out how to get […]
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The Wackiest Advice I Have Heard
A couple of years ago I was having breakfast with my dad in my parents apartment in Athens. The apartment has a spectacular view of the Aegean Sea and the sunlight in Greece seems brighter and whiter than anywhere else. We were eating cereal in the kitchen right next to the balcony when my dad […]
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