Una vida Holandesa en Mallorca

Te huur: prachtig 3-kamer apartement in de mooiste en gezelligste buurt van Palma. Lichte woonkamer, ruime keuken en sjieke badkamer (2 in totaal) met ligbad. Perfect bereikbaar met het openbare vervoer vanaf het centrum en vliegveld. op 20 minuutjes lopen van de Kathedraal. Sfeervolle buurt met volop uitgaansgelgenheden (restaurants / bar). Naast de haven (boot bezitters opgelet!), paseo maritimo. Per weekend, week of midweek.

September already! You wouldn´t say it, still cannot get myself to even put a sheet over at nights but yes it is getting a little bit fresher. In 2 weeks Lucas will be going to school :-) and in a month Alexandra to the childcare. Signed up for another 2 years of work again yesterday........ Next week big field experiment..... The gears of life start grinding again after the summer-stop. I am sorry not to have had more time to see everybody in the Netherlands. I wanted to call for a chat but between sleepless nights, work and hot days have not gotten around to that.... Anyway life goes on, as a family, we are used to be in 4 now. Looking forward to next year beach visits, this year has been a bit poor. But when it gets cold enough for excursions I bet Alex can sit in the backpack :-)

That was it for our Dutch summer. We went back to the heat (30C in the house) and scorching sun.

Preparing for the (stony) beach as we speak, around 19:00 there. So we´ve let go of the Dutch rythm as well (19:00 dinner). The time has flown, I wanted to do so much more but the babies have been a bit of a handful...... Next year? We did go to the beach in Holland (see picture). Amazing, windscreens instead of sunscreens. Funny :-). Lucas is a Dutch boy though because he actually entered the water (should have seen the face his Italian father made at us).

Back in rainy Holland!

When in Holland do as the Dutch do: completely ignore the weather and go canoeing.....

To repeat Ilse: it is hot, hot, hot......... With Alexandra so small we cannot go to the beach during the day...... but in the evening yes......... So we are exploring the rocky beaches of the Tramuntana (now close to home!) and enjoying the cool (ahum) evening breeze

Okay, won one battle (natural birth, I did it!!!!!!! No cesarian at least, no arguing about how ´natural´ oxytocine is, or episotomias, or epidurals but anyway), lost the other (breast feeding). I am very sad I have not been able to raise this one on only breast milk but I have to face the fact that at 19 days now she did not get back to her birth weight and the doctor confirmed I HAVE to give her additional bottles. Simply stated, I do not have enough milk. Not such a surprise but still I am very sad about it. Maybe I will be able to continue mixed feeding up to 5 month like with Lucas but I am already very pessimistic about this prospect (it costs too much time, only disadvantages of the two methods). Okay, so here goes me defying the looks of the housewifes of the village when taking out the bottle at the local terrace (peer pressure, pressure, pressure). I say only one thing: CHEERS (where is my beer?)

nog 12 dagen ole ole. Ik word helemaal gek van dat geduw in mijn maag. Gepruts in mijn blaas. Schoppen in mijn zij. Wanneer heft ze nu eens door dat er geen plek meer is. Eruit, en snel. En geen gezeur van blijven zitten tot week 42.

We gingen nog even snel een weekendje weg naar een hotel aan zee. Alleen deed spruit no. 1 niet leuk mee: Ik wil naar HUIS, naar mijn eigen bed. Zucht. Dus de 2 nachten werden er 1. Want nog een slapeloze nacht trok ik niet meer. Ik heb genoeg zorgen aan mijn hoofd om niet te slapen, heb ik de kleine man niet voor nodig. En het waaide ietwat. Maar een leuke 1,5 strand dag hebben we er toch mooi aan over gehouden. En een bruine buik:-)