A few days ago, we visited the Woodberry Woodlands in Stoke Newington. Embarrassingly, I had no idea this place existed! The whole thing is pretty surreal, and the juxtaposition of natural surfaces and nearby high-rise construction sites (that don’t even look like they are in London) is just something out-of-this-world. You just can’t believe this is N16. We walked by the reedbeds and took out the Little One to show her the pond and the birds. The path was a bit too rough for the buggy so she had to be carried for part of it.
We ended up at the cafe, which I thought was really lovely. BF wouldn’t shut up about ‘how Stoke Newington’ the place was whilst I was really enjoying a delicious fennel-based salad and admiring the duck egg blue Ercol chairs.
We also saw a couple of coots taking care of their babies in their nest on our way out.
Today has been the most difficult day since the Little One was born. For no particular reason. Just like that. The funny thing is that I’ve met other mums who I reckon they think I have my shit together. And I do most of the time, but not always.
But it will be ok in the end.
P.S. Writing this with Little One falling asleep on my breast.
Greek tsoureki and Easter eggs from the Isle of Olive at Broadway Market.
I just found out that today is the first day of spring, so a good occasion to kickstart the blog. I didn’t use to be a big fan of spring growing up, but I guess people tend to mellow as they get older… 😉
We spent the weekend decluttering and selling furniture on Gumtree. We are getting rid of our home office furniture, which wasn’t used frequently anyway, to make space for the nursery. I also did a proper KonMari-inspired post-pregnancy spring clean of my wardrobe that was truly therapeutic, but this will be the focus of an entire new post! We still managed to go for a quick morning walk around Dalston and by the canal on Saturday, however, where I took photos of these gorgeous trees in our neighbourhood. #treegoals
I feel a little unprepared for spring to be honest but after a difficult summer and dark winter of complete sleep deprivation, utter exhaustion and endless to-do lists, as things have started to settle down a bit 5 months post-birth and I’m feeling a bit more like myself again, blossomed trees and longer days are very much welcome.