What We Don’t Need in Life

Arya going out to the garden:

-Mum, I’m scared there’s a spider in the garden.

Me, after analysing the situation and concluding, pointing at a little squiggle hanging off the invisible thread stuck somewhere to a tree: This is not a spider Arya, I think, it’s a wriggly worm. 

Arya: Mum, can you take it away? I don’t need wriggly worms in my life.

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First Night Lonely Sleeper

Arya slept in her own bed, on her own for the whole night. Not a single wake-up in between until 7:15. So I guess it’s another milestone for us, for me rather than for Arya as she probably doesn’t give a squat unless she gets milk once she’s up. 

It’s one of those “happen when ready” moments again – for all this time I was simply not prepared to let my baby lie stranded in a big bed with no one beside her, checking if she’s breathing. The thought of sleeping snug with my husband while my poor daughter is out there, in another room with no one beside her. No one wants to sleep alone. Right… 

But last night, we just put Arya to HER bed, (it took a while because this girl refuses to sleep) and returned to the sleeping arrangement from the time before Arya was born. Husband and wife reunited. And survived. 

This is another era ending. I remember each milestone and having to let go. Very likely have been doing all this completely off the book and later than any other parent but I-DO-NOT-CARE! “Ready” is the magic word. Remember that!

Hello October

After we came back from Sardinia, so… over a month ago, Arya’s wardrobe was undergoing a massive refurbishment. Nothing. I repeat – nothing fit her. Apart from tons of sleepsuits which we usually have in abundance I had, perhaps, two decent outfits (using trousers or leggings as shorts). I did try dressing her in baby pink but no, I couldn’t… Cringing was too strong. I thought I would sprain my spine. With all the honesty, not only because I’ve got allergy to this colour but also because she looks in it like an old lady in a night gown.
And yes, it took me the whole month to sit down and do the online shopping. Zara and Gap were my first choices – affordable and stylish and I don’t get a heart attack when they get food-stained or “code browned” (sorry, yes, I broke my promise).
On Thursday we went out for a nice walk to the park and I let Arya enjoy Autumn in full bloom. Back in Poland this time of year is called “Golden Autumn” because of the colour of the leaves but as you can see in the photos – nature is still in its green mood and only occasional leaves turned golden or even brown. I must say – London has been so charming recently due to the abundance of sunshine.
Here are some shots from our walk in the park. Mind that the shoes in the first photo were quickly pushed off and Arya was parading in too small socks (I was hoping that they would go unnoticed).

Arya autumn

arya autmn 6

arya autumn 3

arya autumn 4

arya autumn 7

arya autumn 8

arya autumn 9

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autumn 5

Baby Style

It’s been 7 months now since my love joined our family and the time passes by so quickly.  So many long years of waiting and longing for a baby and once she’s finally here days go by and clothes are getting too small to quickly. Yes, clothes are a new definition of time. They come and go like in some factory (some to other babies, some to the store room for sentimental purposes) but while they last they are a necessity or pleasure for the eyes (both – on their own or on the baby). Whether it’s a gift, a quick purchase to replenish stock or a carefully chosen image emphasis – it’s an essential part of the baby. I wrote about styling a munchkin in my U.R. The Brand blog here so I won’t repeat myself but here I would like to post about my habits of dressing Arya and hopefully hear about yours.

Very often I hear comments that as a stylist I must be thrilled that I’ve got a baby girl cause I can style her. I slightly get upset about this comment, not taking it personally but being upset that this is a common pattern – a girl plays with dolls to dress them in anticipation to be a “real mum” and choose outfits for the “real baby”. I also don’t think that being a stylist makes me more fashion conscious than if I wasn’t one. Putting on clothes is a social requirement (as well as weather dependent), no doubt about that, but this is not a criterium of how I dress my baby so pink and blue labelling has been strongly banned in our house. Even before Arya was born I was very particular about this rule. I don’t care if she’s recognised as a girl or not, it doesn’t matter and certainly a colour should not be associated with sex in my strong opinion. Therefore my aversion to pink turned into a bit of a struggle in stores, especially when I was looking for a body or sleep suit asap. For that reason yes I admit, Arya has been wearing some of the clothes in this terribly stigmatised colour but I stocked to the rule when it came to day clothes. Although I particularly embraced salmon in Arya’s wardrobe palette (possibly because her first ever jacket, which was a symbol of realisation that our baby is coming, was of that colour) and sometimes my friends and family members facetiously used to a me comments that it is pink indeed. My response to this has always been: “IT’S BABY PINK THAT I FIGHT WITH”.

I do like salmon pink on Arya; this is one of those colours that I call “in between” and that I have a bit of an obsession about. Yes, she’s just a a baby but colours are such a powerful tool that speak beyond any language. They work exactly how music does – resonate, balance , go off key or create chaos and noise. And irrespective of your opinion on the concept of styling babies you do go: “ooohhh” with this melting feeling when you see a ashy blond baby boy in icy whites or a ginger-haired baby girl I autumn green. Even if you can’t picture it now, if you do see them, you do go “ooohhh”. 

The only stylist advice I will give here is – try to dress your baby in colours that suit them, not the colours you love. 

The same relates to the style. Of course, now when my baby is a non-fully-functional human-being it’s me, her mum, who makes fashion choices for her but I really really really try to sync the clothes to her personality as a baby in general (so: cheerful, happy-go-lucky, unspoilt by societal requirements, not bound to any gender) but also as an individual (enjoying her own reflection in the mirror, liking big eyed cartoon characters, squeaking on the sight of Bastian, loving food and very active to name a few characteristics). I choose quality and unique looks for her going out outfits (she is unique as a “hybrid” as my friends would say jokingly) and cheaper clothes for being at home as most of them I chuck out after a couple of wears. I like when at home she plays with taste and touch so all her bodies and sleep suits are from cheaper labels like ASDA and NEXT and I don’t regret any stain made.

When we go out (to the human world, where people see us) I do like nice outfits. I buy her clothes on childrensalon.com and melijoe.com but also baby Zara and Monsoo but am not interested in recent trends. Price is essential to me because while Arya is a baby she literally wears her outfits a few times a season and then they make a room for new ones. The speed they cycle is remarkable and there’s been plenty of items that after detoxing Arya’s sideboard I realised she never got to wear some of them. Weeding out baby’s wardrobe happens every month. Literally! And I like to keep it this way as it helps to declutter, reminisce and organise. I’ve got a box with clothes that will go to my pregnant friends and a sentimental box with a few pieces that tell a story of my Arya’s life. These are sort of milestones or fabric made photographs of your precious memories. 

And all the stained, ruined (like the sleepsuit with a hole in a big toe part) or  decoloured clothes (like all the whites that Sanj washed together with all the denim) go to the bin, although probably I will later regret doing so because of all the incidents that happened to them. If some of them don’t land in the rubbish I probably would have to own a storage space in one of those BigYellow or Shurgard places and I would appear in one of the episode of “Hoarders”.

Two things I’ve learned:

1. Don’t put away nice outfits for later because one day you will find them in the cupboard with the label showing, to your massive surprise, that the clothes are two sizes too small and no matter how you push your baby into them they just won’t fit.

2. Buy only a few outfits per season and lots of sleepsuits. Unless your baby has a tight schedule and attends all the socialite events with you there’s absolutely no point buying something just because it’s cute or because your baby doesn’t have one yet. 5 mix-and-match outfits are more than sufficient. 

Here are some examples of Arya’s looks:

mininMarc jacobs T-shirt and Zara trousers
  
Monsoon set
  
another Monsoon set
  
   

the same Monsoon outfit – blouse in closeup
  
my favourite brand – Billieblush T-shirt and Polarn O.Pyret leggings
 
What are your baby styling habits, issues, dramas and stories? Share here so we could all support and learn from each other.