Barcelona - Week 6
...that's what I'm listening to right now, and as I embark on motherhood it seems rather apt. But one day at a time as we all embark on this new journey.
I feel so blessed to be with Ivan who has done it all before. It makes me calmer to know that at least one of the three of us has some experience.
Any doubts that I had about moving to Spain to have the baby have vanished in the last few days. Just two hours after giving birth Ivan's Mum and Dad and his two brothers were all in the hospital to meet the new addition to the family.
And since he arrived my in-laws have been wonderful with regular deliveries of Spanish home cooked food and wholehearted support in all that we need. A paella on Saturday, Catalan soup on Sunday (beans and rice all in a pork soup), steak on Monday and now chicken casserole today - all accompanied by loads of fresh fruit, yogurt, blue fish and dried fruit. It's wonderful, although I know that at some stage I'll have to start cooking myself, but for now I'll enjoy being spoiled.
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