Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Street artists

I'm not creative. I truly wish I were. I merely appreciate creativity and sometimes follow patterns to crochet items or make things. I don't create from scratch. Here are two artists I've recently discovered who are inspirational.

The first is El Seed. He's currently doing a project for the Qatar Museum Authority. He was brought to my attention by my brother who is working QMA. The project he's working on is called El Seed in Doha. The street calligraphy is really worth checking out. My brother can also be seen in the background in the video - guy in jeans on his phone!

The second is Karim Jabbari who uses a torch and his camera on long exposure to create some pretty cool calligraphy.

For some reason, I can't post pictures at the moment but do check them out.


I used to make New Year's resolutions each year until I realised that it was the same each and every single year: lose weight and save money being the top two for years! Then one New Years I just stopped. It was very liberating. This year I haven't made any either. I just have three projects I'm working on.

  1. Getting a job in the UAE or Qatar. I want a change of scene, I think it'll be good for the kids to grow up in a Muslim country and the earnings are tax free.
  2. Changing the way I dress. I'm a boring jeans and t-shirt girl or jeans a long dress, most of which hail from good old M&S.
  3. Eventually buying a house. Till that happens I've been on Pinterest looking at all,the things I could furnish said house with. 

Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Bun number 2

Bun number 2 arrived 2 months ago and has been keeping me very busy. It's hard to believe that this little girl was the cause of my hyperemesis and unbelievable exhaustion not so many months ago. She's now the cause of occasional grumpiness because of lack of sleep but she has been so totally worth it. It takes everything in my will power not to bite her chubby thighs. Life as mum of two definitely has its challenges but living with my family has been such a blessing. Most of all though, seeing my four year old son being the most loving and protective big brother ever makes my heart burst with pride.

I had an elective c-section with Chubby Chops (as my friend so aptly nicknamed her). With my son I went though the entire labour before being told I needed an emergency c- section. As I was already a bit of a wuss the first time round (to the extent that I woke up having panic attacks about giving birth) I decided to go with what I already knew. In retrospect I do wish I'd given a natural birth more of a chance. Recovery from a section is no joke. It was much harder than the first time round and taken longer. The irony of it all was that my waters broke the morning of my scheduled c-section and I even started getting labour pains whilst waiting to be taken to the operating theatre.

Whilst under the epidural, its effects ran out half way after Chubby Chops being born. The anaesthesiologist didn't realise at first and so I could feel the pulling and tugging for a while. As soon as she realised I was in pain I was given something so strong I felt myself slipping into sleep almost straight away. That was a bit scary. I couldn't open my eyes but I could hear everything. Everything after that was fine except for the after effects of that anaesthesia. I kept drifting off to sleep and when I was awake, kept throwing up. It lasted for half a day but then I was fine. Unlike with my son where I was kept for three days supervision, I was sent home the next day.

Chubby is due her first set of immunisations day after tomorrow, something that I've not ever been able to get used to. I wish I could take them for her. Despite the sleep deprivation, grumpiness and tiredness, I wouldn't change this experience for the world.