Winter gets me like this: uninspired, uncommunicative, unmotivated. Anyway, I will make an effort to tell you the latest things happening around here before this blog dies completely.
Fauna is 9 months old and she is growing very fast. Her first tooth is already visible and a second one is on its way (which is a source of frustration due to the pain). She knows how to crawl. She already has a enormous spectrum of feelings and expressions. She is showing us that she has a strong character, full of power. She loves shower/bath time, even more now that she knows how to splash water all over. She is a very good eater who likes everything we offer her. She enjoys to eat by herself so, at least once a day, I give her things that she can hold with her little hands (boiled carrots, banana, little pieces of chicken meat). Now that breastfeeding is not her main source of food, I enjoy it on a new level. It's a very intimate moment of love. I am more relaxed since I don't feel under the pressure of it anymore. She is more distracted, of course. She tends to release herself from the nipple. Then she looks up to me, smiles and makes sounds: da, da, daaa. Often she also does blows raspberries next to my breast. She has discovered the presence of a couple of guitars in the house and she goes to them and play the strings very often. And she does it quite good. But, for sure, her interest is on the most dangerous stuff around. Things like power plugs, cables and loaders, sharp furniture's edges... But on the other hand she can be entertained by herself considerable amounts of time. When she is quiet for too long it is better to go on spying her to she what she has found.
Manfred and I are continuously amazed by her. We have a lot of fun because well, as any parent, the things your child does are just really funny.
January was a month to be at home with friends. My friend Maria came from Madrid to make us a weekend visit and we celebrated the birthday of another friend from our neighborhood back there who lives here too.
February is a month of work and challenge for me. This is always a good thing: to go out of my comfort zone. I am excited because I am going to host a little floral workshop. It will be in a Spanish library, here in Berlin. I am deadly nervous but looking forward and preparing everyday.
But honestly I am counting the days for winter to be over... However, it is being a nice winter. There are many bright days when the sun shines with all its power. I think the season is having mercy on us. Perhaps the worst weather is about to come. You can never know for sure...
Tomorrow is already Christmas Eve!
When I was a child this was definitely the best time of the year. Cold but cozy. Dark but shiny. Full of family meetings but intimate. And overall, everything was contained inside a magical atmosphere. It was the time when my imagination flew the most. Now I am not a child anymore but I still enjoy it in the same way, with the same excitement.
This year we spend Christmas here in Germany. At the moment we are in Heidelberg to celebrate it with Manfred's family. The advent is as important and magical as Christmas. Therefore I have been every day of December enjoying my ornaments and burning out the Christmas carol playlist. Despite the party won't take place in my house I felt the need to decorate it. I needed to continue the tradition from my childhood in my own house. You already know that at my mother's home we create the ornaments every year with fresh green (You can see it here and here). Now I did it in my living room and this fulfilled my spirit. It is also a way to honor my mother and everything she did to make my childhood special. I even manage to recreate this familiar atmosphere when, on a Sunday of advent while I build up the centre pieces, a couple of friends came by my home. Christmas carols were sounding in the background, I invited them to crème brulée, they helped me with the ornamentation... It was just perfect.
Welcome to the Christmas atmosphere of my home.
I worked hard and long to make all this centerpieces. One week, to be concrete. Well, I am a perfectionist in certain areas of my life... hahaha. I am so proud of the results that I name them. They seem to me like little worlds, little landscapes were my childish imagination can travel away.
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