Archive for April, 2010

in love with the post office

who doesn’t get happy when a package arrives? i always do… packages are so rare these days… letters probably even more, thankfully postcards still arrive often.

packages make me smile.

no matter if you know who sent it, and what they sent before hand, there is always a moment of anticipation those five minutes before you open it, while you search for a knife or scissors or just before you decide to rip the box apart. as soon as you look in it it’s xmas all over again from the time you were 5 years old. this time it was no different.

i thought a small box would arrive from Italy with a few of my nieces’ baby clothes inside. i thought i’d be happy but not emotional.

i flipped the cover open of a much bigger box and noticed a piece of paper and a teddy bear… it said with my “mother-in-law’s” handwriting “this was aldo’s favorite toy. he received it as present on the day he was born”

just then tears fell down and i called him, he was also touched by his mother’s gesture and loved the fact that his babies get to meet Chicco, that’s his name.

my babies are loved, and will love their dad’s favorite toy too.


32 weeks

this means that from this moment on anhything can happen. i don’t want it to… but anything can.

my twins daddy is arriving in exactly one month, more precisely four weeks and it means that these babies have to hold on until then to even think of coming out of me. …but i confess… i really, really want to meet them NOW!

their kicks are getting so strong to the point of waking me up in the middle of the night and of course, i’m getting used to the long nights and long moments in the dark with no sleep. maybe this is nature’s way of making mom’s get ready for those long nights between breats, cries and diapers… my babies have decided that i need at least one month to prepare… for double breast feeding. double diapers and hopefully double but one cry at a time. please spare me.

the energy i felt when i arrived is still very much with me and noone stops me from driving, walking, riding the tram up and down Lisbon hills and i am very proud to say that i have been very well, healthily and phisically. at our last appointment this little trio of people was told by a very enthusiastic doctor that we were great! they are now hard to measure lengthwise but they are now 1kg and 750g each!!!! one is turned upside down, ready to fly out and the other is patiently keeping his head in between my ribs declaring strike against gravity. they are very zen, ying and yang at this moment.

to keep me from stopping and to keep me busy people around me have done their best to keep my busy and who knows how to do that constantly is my father, grandaddy to be, he keeps me busy even on sunday mornings. so, even though i promised Aldo i’d wait for him to see it for ths first time, we decided to check it out first ourselves. the new museum in Cascais. i’m not a big fan of Paula Rego, i need more background to understand her, but the space is very nice and architecturally i was very impressed.

and of course, mommy and babies enjoyed an amazing sunny day by the sea side, amongst art and architecture.

with 32 weeks things change though, i’m doing very well but i feel tired earlier… by the time i sit for my 6 o’clock tea (yes i take it at 6pm) i feel my legs begging for a rest and my eyes asking for a nap. if i don’t stop for tea i’ll keep going but i’ll have two babies bumping harder and harder for some rest.

and i give in… for now children.

nonetheless i am enjoying my quiet appartment and still fit to climb hills around town.

now i dream more and more of the moment of their birth, panic because i have no names decided yet and imagine they’ll be called twin A and B for a while… daddy Aldo says we have time… (don’t tell him, but if he saw my belly now he’d definitely think we need names ASAP!!!!).

lisbon blue

it’s been a while, precisely two weeks since i have said anything on this little blog of mine. i arrived in lisbon on the 28th of march after a ten hour flight which included everything from a whole lot of turbulence, lots of  camomile teas brought by very concerned hostess’, too many movies to watch, a business class bed including a divine dinner with chocolate brownie and of course, lots of trust on the man holding the wheel… ah also the fact that i walked all over the plane to keep my feet from bursting helped!

landing was what it always is when i land in this city, it is overwhelming, there is a part of my heart that wants to just fly over it forever, watch it live, and gets excited with the amount of colors, and water around this magnificent view, another part of me wants the airplane to just fall and land and let me breath that pure air, feel the groung beneath me and enjoy that spring weather lisbon is so willing to give it’s visitors.

and i was right… i had been afraid of the temperature shock i’d go through from the 36 degrees in Maputo to the 15 degrees in Lisbon, and it did feel cold once my foot hit the runway, but i was wearing a tshrit and feeling it made me feel so alive, almost as if i had woken up from an outside body experience… and there is was, the lisbon blue, that color that makes this city so unique. there is definitely no blue in the world like the lisbon blue.

temperature had risen to 19 degrees and to me it felt like spring… there is no spring in Maputo, so you can imagine how happy i was to feel this breeze from my beautiful atlantic ocean.

that day my little babies experienced lots of new things through me. not only the temperature, but they felt so many different hands cuddling them, talking to them and bursting of love for them. they met the family and mommy’s best friends, they heard compliments to mommy’s adorable belly and they ate lots of mommy’s favorite foods, they saw the mountain of gifts i received for them and they slept on mommy’s “baby” bed… it was a very nice welcome home day.

…and from that moment on… there was no stopping the three of us, for that first week was full of gifts, lunches, dinners, movies, gossip nights, baby hipnosis with Diogo (who has been declared by me to be the most adorable and most beautiful baby boy i have ever seen…), news from belgium of another beautiful baby girl Annie (who i desperately want to hold), more news of babies to come, trips up to the mountains (where i have realized there is no point in going if temperatures are going to still be below zero… let’s stick to Lisbon for a while longer), another thousand hands cuddling my belly, doctor appointments, and gosh knows what else… we were swamped with amazing things happening around us, such a rollercoaster of feelings most of it so great… but Aldo is still in Maputo, so at the end of the day, when we settle down and hear music to fall asleep there is no denying it, we miss him, the three of us…

we talk everyday, through email or phone and i know he misses us too. but this is good. i needed this continuous adoration!! ;) who doesn’t really? after one year and a half everyone needs to be held tight, done things for and more importantly i am loving this heap of compliments i’ve been getting all the time. people are not just saying i look good, but that i look beautiful, not just that the belly is nice but that it suits me perfectly. my babies are loved. i am loved. and i can’t wait to see them.

he will arrive soon and until then i want to exeprience as much as i can handle and enjoy this energy that this city has given to me after so long of feeling tired. i want my babies to heard its sounds, see its colors and feel its movements through me. this energy comes from the love i have for this place. it’s that powerful, this lisbon blue.