The UK’s latest milk bar is open and it’s proving extremely popular with one person in particular. I can’t almost believe that I’m writing this, but…
I’m a mama! That’s all I keep repeating in my head and that’s all I want to write, but I guess that’d make a pretty boring blog post!
My mini-explorer is finally here and I may be biased, but he is absolutely perfect. Nova Taylor arrived on Tuesday 3 November 2015 at 2234, weighing a very healthy 8lb 3oz. How I pushed him out still amazes me. The human body is impressively incredible.
I’m in complete awe. Despite hearing lots of others previously describe how amazing the feeling is, I never quite understood it. I thought I did, but it’s now very clear that I didn’t. If you haven’t got children, the best way I can describe it is that moment when you clock eyes on a wonder of the world or when you experience something that’s been on your travel wish list for what feels like an eternity. Then multiply that feeling by a billion.
When I first saw the pyramids in Egypt I felt giddy with excitement. My brain couldn’t comprehend that they were really in front of me and thoughts whizzed around of how those people waaaay back then managed to build something so impressive.
It was a similar euphoria feeling when I finally reached Machu Picchu after trekking with awful altitude sickness. All negative feelings were washed away with pure delight as I took in the unbelievably epic views in front of me. How they managed to drag and heave such heavy boulders on top of each other, in sometimes precarious positions, is just fascinating to me. And the fact that the ruins are still standing there all these years later is an achievement in itself.
The pristine, white beaches of Mexico still leave me with that tingly glow when I think of them, so I can only imagine how great it would feel to step foot on them once again. Equally, yet at the other extreme, the blanket of thick whiteness at Winter Park in Colorado still brings on such a smile because it reminds me of the ridiculously fun snowmobiling adventure Jay and I had down the mountains.
And do you know what? None of these feelings even come close to how I’m feeling right now looking at my little baby, knowing that I’m his mama. How Jay and I created something, let alone someone, so, so perfect is life-changing. It’s humbling and deliriously exciting all at once. I feel so privileged.
The thought of combining my love of travel with this little baby seems like such a treasure that I can only dream of at the moment, but I know once I’ve recovered from bringing him into the world we are going to have the best adventures. I have no idea how my body or brain will be able to cope with such happiness, but I’m definitely willing to give it a try.
Today we had our first family outing. It was brief, nerving and exciting all at once. We ventured to Castle Ashby’s French market. It’s a short five minute drive from our house and it seemed fitting to let him experience his first taste of overseas, don’t you think?
If you’re a regular here you’ll know that I’m not planning on sharing any photos of my little one, other than perhaps ones where you can only see the back of him or maybe a little foot. He may not want to be thrown into the public domain, so I’ll leave that for him to decide when he’s old enough. Trust me when I say that he is unbelievably beautiful and cute. Not sure at all where he gets that from…
Welcome to the world, Nova. It’s going to be the best adventure of our lives. X