It doesn't seem like five minutes since I was writing January's Siblings post and here we are in the middle of February. I hate wishing the time away but is it Spring yet? The last four weeks have been about school routine, quick trips to the park, two birthday parties and family time at home with Daddy recovering from having his tonsils out.
Dear Italy, I fell in love with you a long time ago, your food, your language, your cobbled streets, your rolling hills. I hated history at school yet I fell in love with yours. I never thought I wanted a foreign man, even after I had spent five months emersed in Italian culture, but you sent me one anyway. You changed my life for the better.
It is difficult to categorise an accurate profile for those who choose a partner from a foreign culture. Yet, they are usually people who are not very connected to their own culture or who give it less importance. They could be seen as more exploratory or romantic people who see differences in culture as an adventure that make the experience more interesting and exciting. Many of them are rebels, who consciously or not, marry in protest or to distance themselves from their own culture, values, or family - or those who grew up in an international environment and it is natural for them to choose someone from another culture.
January has been really tiring. We've been so busy and there has been so much going on I feel like we haven't had much proper family time. We've spent a lot of time at home but similarly it feels like we've spent a lot of time running around to work, school, after-school activities, parties and more. I can't wait for the weather to be better so that we can go to the park and I won't want to leave after about twenty minutes because I'm freezing and I can't feel my feet or nose anymore!
January has been so busy for us what with back to school routine, me teaching over two weekends and one evening, Matteo having his tonsils out and the boys having a great social life and going to two birthday parties. I've craved time at home in the warmth and comfort food.
I wanted to do a little twist on the classic leek and potato soup. The only way to get Ethan to eat sweet ("orange") potato is in soup and he gobbled it down. It can't have just been for the reason that I said as soon as they'd finished they could go back to watching their superhero programme on TV!
Ten years ago my first son was born, and immediately I fell in love with wanting to do everything I could to nurture and raise him well. Jul developed normally in so many ways and for the most part he was a happy little guy, but Jul was also suffering. He was unusually and frequently sick, he already had many negative reactions to breast milk and then foods, he was itchy and sensitive, the list goes on. At the time the doctors were stumped as to what was causing Jul to be so poorly and over time it only became worse.
I'm not a fan of January, it's cold, dark, grey and always feels like the longest month of the year. The last four weeks have had a big contrast. We've had two weeks of Christmas school holidays, which involved a lot of relaxing and a bit of work and then the other two weeks have been the end of term and then the start of the new term, so all routine and busy rushing around. We can't wait for Spring to arrive.
I wrote a little bit in my first #dolcevitabloggers post about my time doing Erasmus in Urbino. I travelled to quite a few places in Italy during the five months that I spent there but I would still say now that it remains my favourite city. I just loved the cobbled streets, the architecture and the amazing surrounding scenery of the Marche hills.
What a busy month December was. It was packed with stuff and just went so fast. I am loving putting together these monthly posts and videos looking back at the past month. I hope the boys will look back on them in years to come especially this one when Christmas was so magical.