Our first vacation – boarding a plane with a baby

When the temperatures in the capital dropped to zero and the fog became a morning routine Darko and I unanimously decided that we need to chase the winter away with a vacation. The plan was to spend our winter vacation somewhere warm. We looked at some very different destinations, such as Thailand, Philippines, Dubai, Egypt, the Canary Islands, Cape Verde, Florida, etc. But my first condition was that we and the baby stay somewhere in Europe. Not that I would want to complicate things but I had second thoughts regarding the hygiene and health issues, or the potential complications related to it. So we were left with the Canaries … We went to one of the islands, Fuerteventura, last year (in the first half of April) for our ‘Babymoon’ and it was very windy back then. And because I wanted to avoid any potential inconvenience with the wind we finally decided for Gran Canaria, Meloneras – a little town on the south side of the island.

Great! Just like a child who counts his sleeps until Christmas we impatiently counted down the days until our vacation. However, despite all the excitement and joy, I had two theories about our first vacation together running through my mind:

  • Either we’re not going anywhere else until her 5th birthday or until she’s old and rational enough, as this will be such a nightmare, a true hell;
  • Or we’ll have the best time ever.

Finally the day/night of departure arrived. Our flight for the Canaries departed from Vienna, so we still had about a four-hour drive from Ljubljana to the airport ahead of us. The journey was quite tiring, especially for Darko, as it was snowing heavily all the way and the highway was completely white.

»This time, it’s for real« was echoing through my mind when the sliding door at the entrance to the airport opened in front of me. And I almost fell face-down as I tripped over the threshold. Good thing I was pushing a pram in front of me where Brina slept quietly as it was 5 in the morning. Darko was dragging the suitcases and commented wittily: “You’re my klutz!” I ADMIT, I was worried. Flying with a baby can be a very stressful situation, especially for new parents. I had a bunch of dilemmas …

– Luggage:

A couple of days before the departure I wrote a list of things to pack (for me and for Brina). Then I added or removed some stuff so the list was as rational as possible when I was packing the day before the vacation. Basically, the list was not that different from this one – Traveling Care-Free with a Baby, I just added the Freds Swim Academy swimtrainer (I’ll write more about it next time). I decided that in case we need some extra stuff, we’ll just buy it there (we already planned on buying the swimsuit, hat and swim nappies there) or if necessary I’ll wash it by hand.

Altogether, we packed 2 large suitcases (where we also folded the BabyBjörn bouncer), Brina’s nursery bag, a backpack where we put our ID documents, computer etc., and the pram.

According to the standard procedure we checked in our luggage (both suitcases). An employee of the airline we were flying with put the ‘luggage’ label on the pram but we were allowed to check it in just before boarding the plane.

As it turned out flying with a baby is awesome, just fantastic, I recommend it. As a parent with a small child you’re entitled to all sorts of privileges. At the check-in we asked for better seats and not just that, they also gave us an additional seat so Brina could play or rest when the seat belt sign was off. Also, you can use (at least in Vienna) a special X-ray checkup lane (reserved for prams and wheelchairs) so you don’t need to queue and stand in an extremely long line which seems never-ending. We could easily carry on liquids (beverages), which you usually have to throw away at the X-ray, since we stated that it was for the baby. We were also able to board the plane as priority passengers and again avoided waiting in line.

– Plane:

As I mentioned before we pushed Brina in the pram straight to the entrance of the plane where we gave it to the staff. After finding our seats a kind flight attendant brought me a pillow for Brina, pap and a special seat belt designed for children. Until two years of age the child has to sit in his parent’s lap (policy of the majority of airlines) and is fastened with an additional seat belt for children, which is fastened onto the parent’s seat belt.

When Darko and I planned the airplane vacation, I read quite some articles and forums about it on the internet. Among other things I also found out that it’s good to breastfeed the baby, especially during take-off and landing, or give him the bottle or the dummy, as this helps to even out the change in air pressure in the baby’s ears (they can’t do it themselves yet). That’s why babies usually cry in planes. I started breastfeeding Brina, but she fell asleep before we even took off. Luckily we did not have to experience the trouble.

Here are some of my suggestions which may come in handy. They definitely made my (our) flight to the Canaries easier:

  • If you’re flying with a partner, take turns in occupying yourself with the baby and let the other one rest.
  • Carry a nursing bag with you where you can keep ‘back-up’ clothes, nappies, etc. for the baby. You can also change the baby on the plane (in most planes) in a space reserved for that purpose.
  • Carry toys with you. Probably the largest problem in flying with a baby of six months is what to do on the plane or in a seat for 5 hours or whatever the duration of your flight. I suggest you take a new toy with you which the child does not know yet and will therefore find it more interesting.
  • One more thing that I found very important was sticking to Brina’s routine even on the plane. A 6-month old baby most probably already has a sleeping or a morning and afternoon resting routine. If Brina is too exhausted and tired, she will have trouble falling asleep. And before that she becomes very grumpy. So I decided to stick to her sleeping rhythm and did not wake her up unnecessarily. At most, I tried to lull her to sleep – after the X-ray and also on the plane.
  • Carry a blanket or a towel on board so you can spread it out on the floor or on the seat where your child can rest or play.

The flight was over quickly and most of all peacefully. At the Las Palmas airport, we were greeted by sun, the rent-a-car was already waiting for us with a child seat already installed as we requested. So we drove off ready for new adventures. It all went oh-so-smoothly we thought. But the vacation did not end without complications.

You can read more about it next week …

Tri najbolj vroče tegobe

Čeprav (zaenkrat) blogam samo ob ponedeljkih, sem se tokrat odločila, da tako pomemben dan, kot je materinski – obeleži z blogom, zato ga objavljam prej. Torej, točno na materinski dan, ker je moj PRVI! Ne bom filozofirala in odkrivala tople vode, kako čudovito je biti mama in kako je to najlepša, a hkrati najbolj težka služba na svetu, ki traja 24 ur na dan, 7 dni v tednu, 365 dni v letu.

V tem blogu bom pisala o težavah, s katerimi se je najbrž že srečala marsikatera mamica. Že večkrat sem razmišljala, da bi odprla to temo, pa sem kar odlašala in odlašala…

V slabih 9 mesecih sem se srečala s številnimi tegobami, na katere prej nisem niti pomislila, da bi mi lahko grenile življenje (pa ne mislim na prehlad, prva buška,…) in nanje nimaš vpliva ali pa le delno. Izpostavila bom tri meni največje težave, ko se z Brino odpraviva ven.

⁂ To izgleda nekako takole… Z avtom se pripeljem na željeno lokacijo. Problem številka ena. Parkirišče oziroma parkirno mesto, ki je tako ozko, da se komaj ‘štlačim’ ven. Jaz že, kako pa naj spravim ven Brino? Ozka parkirna mesta so prava nočna mora za mamico, ki mora iz lupinice ali pa skupaj z njo – iz avtomobila spraviti otroka. No, če že najdem dovolj široko parkirno mesto, se mi je že ničkolikokrat zgodilo, da ko sem se vrnila nazaj k avtu, sem ugotovila, da je avto poleg mojega parkiran tako na tik, da sem morala najprej ven zapeljati avto, da sem lahko vanj dala Brino.

Najbrž se mnogi ne boste strinjali ali pa me boste morda celo linčali, vendar je moje mnenje, da bi morale imeti mamice/očki z dojenčki (avtomobili) takšen status kot invalidi, ki imajo svoja parkirna mesta. Res je, da imajo na primer v Ljubljani, v garažni hiši pod Kongresnim trgom za nas ‘vozičkarje’ takšna, prav posebna parkirna mesta, ki so tudi označena, da so rezervirana za ‘nas’, za kar županu oziroma tistem, ki ima za-to zasluge – vse pohvale in čestitke. Ampak, jah, to sem že zapisala, da je pri meni vedno še en ‘ampak’… Kar nekajkrat se mi je namreč že zgodilo, da so bila ta parkirna mesta zaparkirana z avtomobili, ki so že na daleč kričali, da jih ne vozijo mamice oziroma očki z dojenčki.

Morda pa komu, ki ima vpliv na to v razmislek, da predlaga ureditev statusa ‘vozičkarjev’.

Moja enostavna rešitev – v teh mesecih sem se že naučila in točno vem, na katere lokacije oziroma parkirišča ne grem parkirati, da mi ni potrebno izgubljati živcev s parkiranjem.

⁂ Ok, predstavljajte si, da sem uspešno parkirala in grem z vozičkom naokoli. Ampak se mi kar stemni pred očmi, ko me začne tiščati na wc. Kam naj grem z vozičkom na stranišče? Kaj a naj grem kar v prvi lokal in rečem, če mi popazijo otroka, da grem lahko lulat?

Marsikje imajo tako majhne toaletne prostore, da se v njem komaj obrneš, kaj šele, da prideš na wc z vozičkom. Moj nasvet – čim manj komplicirajte. Jaz se tudi tu rada poslužujem wc-jev, ki so sicer namenjeni za invalide. Je pa res, da to ni povsod mogoče. Tako se mi je že zgodilo, da sem prišla na stranišče in pred njega zapeljala voziček ter lulala pri odprtih vratih.

⁂ No, in če sem predolgo na poti oziroma na potepu, se seveda zgodi, da je potrebno previti tudi polulano, če ne celo pokakano Brino. Še vedno kar ne morem verjeti, da je v Sloveniji toliko lokalov, restavracij, slaščičarn,…, ki na wc-ju nimajo previjalne mize. Spomnim se…Bil je oktober. S prijateljico sem sedeli v znani ljubljanski kavarni, ko sva ugotovili, da se je Brina pokakala (in to je bilo ravno v tistem obdobju, ko je bila pokakana do sredine hrbta). In kot zakleto v kavarni, čeprav je priljubljena lokacija tudi med mamicami z majhnimi otroki, nimajo previjalne mize. »Joj, kaj naj naredim?« je kričalo v meni in oblivala me je vročina. A to je bil le trenutek slabosti. Že v naslednjem trenutku, sem prijateljici rekla: »Jah kaj – tle na klopi jo bom previla!« in takrat me ni zanimalo, če se pri sosednji mizi kakšna fina gospa masti s tortico.

Da ne govorim, da sem že naletela na wc-je, ki imajo na steni/vratih napisano, kje (v katerem lokalu, nakupovalnem centru) je najbližja previjalna miza.

Poleti oziroma ko je (bilo) toplo zunaj – sem Brino previjala tudi kar v vozičku ali pa v avtomobilu – na prednjih ali zadnjih sedežih, pa tudi v prtljažniku.

No, sicer pa so tudi svetle plati vozičkanja, ko se ti vsi umikajo, odstopijo stol ali pa so tako ali drugače ustrežljivi. In tega je precej več kot težav, tako da pozitivnih plati vozičkanja ne bi mogla stlačiti v en sam blog. Ja, lepo je biti mama!

Drage mamice, želim vam, kot bi rekli Američani: Happy mother’s day!

Težave v raju

Saj veste kako pravijo: »Ko ima hudič mlade, jih ima veliko.« Zadnji mesec nam je šlo res vse (no, ali pa vsaj veliko) narobe… In priznam, tudi pri nas ne cvetijo samo rožice in nisem ‘super-duper’ popolna mama, ki ji vse uspeva in živi sanjsko življenje, za piko na i pa ima še najbolj pridnega otroka, ki ponoči spi, podnevi pa je dobrovoljček.

Brina je bila najprej zaprta, kar ni in ni mogla kakati, le napihovala se je kot žaba. Po enem dnevu smo končno dočakali kakec, hkrati pa smo odkrili tudi vzrok njene zaprtosti, bila je namreč rahlo dehidrirana. Odklanjala je stekleničko s čajem, jaz pa jo zdaj precej manj dojim kot pred meseci. Enostavna rešitev je bila, da smo ji v čaj dodali žličko rjavega sladkorja in mala se je zelo hitro navadila na stekleničko.

A kmalu je sledil nov zaplet. Bila je zelo mirna in otožna, zato sem ji pomerila temperaturo –  38,3. Preostanek dne je preležala v postelji z obkladkom na čelu. Zvečer, ko ji je temperatura padla, je bila zopet ‘stara’ Brina, zvedava in živahna.

Po nekaj dnevih zatišja pa spet veselica… Dva dni je bila nemirna, razdražljiva, tudi ponoči je slabše spala, za nameček pa se je še slinila kot kakšen polž. Dobila je svoj prvi zobek in sledilo je olajšanje. V razponu nekaj dni pa mu je sledil še drugi. A to še ni bilo konec tegob. Po drugem zobku je ves teden driskala, tudi po šestkrat na dan. Kakšen dan je bilo morda za odtenek bolje, potem pa sem plenice znova menjala kot po tekočem traku. In ne samo to, ritko je imela zelo rdečo, kar žarela je. Ker sem bila po dobrem tednu že malo obupana, sem poklicala pediatrinjo in ji razložila situacijo. Brina je bila sicer (spet) dobrovoljka, zelo rada in veliko je jedla, pa tudi izredno sem pazila, da je pila dovolj tekočine, da ne bi dehidrirala. Pediatrinja me je pomirila, da je to po vsej verjetnosti reakcija zaradi zobkov. Po desetih dneh, ko je imela še vedno drisko, pa je meni le ‘kliknilo’ – drisko ima zato, ker jaz pijem ingverjev čaj! In kot pravi Darko: ‘spet sem imela prav’. Še vedno jo namreč dojim, kljub temu, da jé gosto hrano petkrat na dan. V tem obdobju sem si kuhala/pila ingverjev čaj, ker so bili vsi okoli naju nahodni in sem se želela izogniti prehladu. Prenehala sem s pitjem tega čaja, mala pa je nehala driskati. Aleluja!

A težav kar še ni bilo konec. Obema je pričelo teči iz nosu, jaz sem bila v dveh, treh dneh dobra, Brini pa se je vleklo malo dlje. Hkrati pa je še vedno imela občasno rdečo, ‘zabuhlo’ kožo na ritki. Nakar ugotovim, da je kriv puder za ritko. V istem dnevu, ko sem ga nehala uporabljati (kupila in uporabila sem ga prvič, ko je Brinči dobila drisko) je rdečica izginila. Naj povem, da sem ji ves ta čas ritko mazala tudi s ‘Praško pasto’, ki sem jo kupila v lekarni. Sedaj smo morali premagati še ‘smrkelj’. Nos sem ji večkrat na dan spirala s pršilom (Tonimer Hypertonic Baby). Najbolj je bila boga ponoči, saj je zaradi zamašenega noska težko dihala in posledično glasno smrčala, mah kaj smrčala – na trenutke prav žagala. Sicer pa je rabila kar nekaj časa, da se je navadila, da ji pršilnik porinem v nos. Nekaj dni se je upirala, kričala in se z vsemi štirimi trudila pobegniti oziroma se izviti iz mojega primeža. Njej ni uspelo, meni je! [smeh]

Tako, za nami so prve neprespane noči, mama je dobila še malo večje podočnjake, vendar smo spet vsi zdravi in nasmejani. Do naslednjič.

Aja, še nasvet: ko se vam zgodi kaj podobnega, ostanite mirni in kot pravi dobri stari vojak Švejk: »Samo brez panike!«

Our first vacation together – The Canary Islands

»Oh, the Canaries, here we go!« I shouted with excitement when we drove onto the highway towards our resort on the south side of the Gran Canaria island.

The Canaries, which are visited by several million tourists per year, are also known as the »Islands of eternal spring«. With around 300 sunny days per year they are a great destination throughout the entire year. The temperatures in January range between 20 and 25 degrees Celsius (up to 30 in summer) so it made perfect sense to exchange our jackets, woolen hats and gloves for shorts and flip-flops.

Around half past one in local time we arrived to the hotel Lopesan Villa Del Conde in Meloneras which is one of the main tourist areas with numerous (golden sand) beaches and with a breathtaking landscape. The entire island is actually known for its hiking trails which will take you past caves, lakes and mountains. The island also offers many activities for sport enthusiasts, such as numerous cycling routes, golf courts, and water sports.

However, as I wrote in the previous blog post, not everything went according to plan … When we came to the hotel – shock! No, nothing was wrong with the hotel, but I had a fever – around 39 degrees, I was trembling – although it was around 23 degrees outside. And I was tired … No, it was not Brina who suffered from temperature shock, it was me, I was the ‘(wo)man down’. When we came to the hotel and the travel jitters were gone, I was trembling with fever. My amateur self-diagnosis was pretty accurate … As Darko and I had a restless night behind us and I didn’t get more than a half-hour sleep on the plane, I was exhausted. Also, I didn’t drink enough so I was also dehydrated.

I was bedridden. Tucked in up to my ears I just slept, slept, and slept … until 9 in the evening when we went for a dinner. Even though I did not have the appetite I forced myself to have at least a couple of bites of grilled vegetables along with some fish and hot tea. Then I was back in bed sleeping again. Luckily Brina was also tired, so Darko didn’t have any problems lulling her to sleep. And then he was off exploring the surroundings. I know he was thinking … if it’s not the little Miss Jurglič who messes up our vacation, it’s the Mrs. Jurglič who will.

In the morning, when I opened my eyes, it was day already. “Is anything wrong, am I still feverish, am I trembling?” I asked myself with fear … But the fear was unnecessary, I was a new person that morning. I looked at Darko and Brina, they were both still sound asleep. I jumped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. When I saw a messy hair image in the mirror I smiled back as I knew our vacation has now finally begun.

As everything went well at the airport and in the hotel we were now finally reassured that it’s great traveling with a baby. Well, it’s true that we did not choose a low-budget hotel. When we came, our room was already equipped with a (transportable) cot and the location of the room was just a couple of steps to the kiddies’ pool.

Before heading off to the Canaries I decided that I will not give Brina the hotel food (at home, since the fourth month I feed her solid food at least once a day), so we would not have to go through trouble if she gets constipated or (maybe even worse) has diarrhoea. But the first evening already, when Darko and I started eating and she was watching us from the pram, she made it loud and clear (while loudly protesting) that she will not enjoy the vacation with my milk only. So I had to feed her solid food as well – three times a day – which I selected carefully. My main concern was that all the food I gave her was heat-treated.

And what did she eat?

  • Breakfast: Two Baby cookies which I soaked with some boiling water and mixed with yoghurt or cottage cheese;
  • Lunch: Ready-made vegetable pap.
  • Dinner: Potatoes or rice, grilled vegetables (zucchini, asparagus, broccoli, cauliflower) and white fish – I mashed it all together with a fork.

We did not want to complicate things. As she cannot sit by herself yet, we fed her while she was still in the pram. We just lifted the backrest upwards. Or while she was in her bouncer. It was a pleasure watching her enjoy food and the fear of her getting diarrhoea or being constipated was unnecessary.

At home I was also worried Brina would not be able to sleep in a cot that’s not hers. As I mentioned before the hotel staff provided a cot immediately when they saw we arrived with a baby. Brina did not have any trouble adjusting to the new environment and she slept peacefully just like at home. Well, every now and then she did wake up, gave a little moan, but I placed the dummy back into her month and voila, she was back to sleep. During the day we put the cot out on the terrace where Brina could play without a care in the world while we could do other things – I, for one, was lying comfortably in a deckchair, writing this blog. [laughter]

We also enjoyed the hotel pool. Although Brina already had experience with a pool, as we went swimming when she was 4 months old, we now put her in water with a Freds Swim Academy swimtrainer for the first time, which a friend of mine recommended. This is a special swim (inflatable) ring for children of three months to three years. The swimtrainer is red, but you can also get it in orange or yellow (for older children). The child is fastened to the swimtrainer with a safety belt so he is in the right position for swimming. I bought the Freds swimtrainer a couple of days before our vacation in one of the baby stores in Ljubljana. Brina did not paddle around on her own yet, but she enjoyed lying in the swimtrainer and catching her ducky. However, we had quite some problems shopping for a new swimsuit and a hat for Brina, as the shops (mostly) still offered winter collections so we had to look in quite a few shopping centres until we finally managed to find a swimsuit for a six-month old baby. Well, the swimsuit was actually just a protection against the sun, underneath Brina also wore her swim nappies.

We spent a lot of time strolling along the sea with a pram. The paths were nice and suitable for walking with a pram. We almost didn’t even need the car, even though we rented it for the entire vacation. You can rent a car for around 15-20 € per day and it’s definitely the best choice for exploring the island. We only took a couple of short trips to Mogan, Playa del Ingles and the Meloneras surroundings.

Our first vacation together was unforgettable (luckily I took photos all the time so everything is well documented). But it all ended too soon. And no, we did not need another vacation after our vacation to get some rest! [laughter] But we still made one wrong decision … one week was definitely not enough. Next time we’re leaving for a longer period.

So, this is how we started a new chapter in our lives – traveling as a trio. Everything is possible, you just have to do it right and with the right extent of responsibility!

Testiram… IPL

Vse, no ali pa vsaj večina žensk je rada lepih. Pika, amen. Le redke so tiste, ki jim ni mar za svoj zunanjost in se požvižgajo na svoj izgled. Sama tu nisem nobena izjema. Tudi jaz sem namreč rada lepa in urejena. Nadvse pa obožujem gladko, svileno kožo in iskreno vam povem, da mi je poleti vedno muka obleči kratke hlače, da ne govorim o kopalkah, saj vidim vsako dlako, ki jo je britvica oziroma depilator spregledal.

Noge si izmenično brijem in depiliram že od najstniških let. Brijem se predvsem pozimi, poleti, da imam dlje časa mir, pa stisnem zobe in jih podepiliram z ‘mučilno napravo’, ki izpuli vsako dlako posebej. Pod pazduho in bikini predel pa si od nekdaj samo brijem z britvico. Po vseh teh letih je poleti to potrebno početi vsak dan. Je tudi vam to poznano?!

Ker je pomlad tu in bom šla samo še ‘dvakrat’ spat, pa bo tu poletje, sem se letos odločila, da naredim konec mojim dlakam. Kako bom to storila?

Ena od možnosti (za trajno odstranitev dlak) je obisk lepotnega/kozmetičnega salona, vendar zaradi vseh svojih obveznosti preprosto nimam časa, saj je ponavadi potrebnih med 5 in10 tretmajev/obiskov.

Odločila sem se, da kupim ‘laser’ za odstranjevanje dlačic za domačo uporabo – Philips Lumea IPL in ga stestiram.

Kaj je IPL?

IPL je tehnologija z intenzivno pulzirajočo svetlobo (Intense Pulse Light). Inovativna svetlobna tehnologija prekine cikel ponovne rasti dlak. Svetloba deluje na korenino dlake ter jo po nekaj tretmajih stimulira, da preneha rasti.

Lumeo bom uporabila tako na nogah, bikini predelu, kot tudi pod pazduho. Naredila sem/bom preprost test… Dlake pod pazduho sem si pustila rasti dober teden. Potem sem obe pazduhi pobrila, na levi pa uporabila še IPL. Držala sem se postopka, kot ga priporočajo priložena navodila:

Korak 1
Pred prvo uporabo Lumee odstranite odvečne dlake tako, da se po želenem predelu obrijete.

Korak 2
S pomočjo priložene tabele izberite pravilno nastavitev intenzitete svetlobe za vašo kožo.

Korak 3
Napravo prižgite ter jo nežno pritisnite ob kožo. Počakajte, da se lučka, ki nakazuje pripravljenost, prižge in predel osvetlite s pritiskom na gumb.

Korak 4
Počasi se z Lumeo pomikajte po obravnavanem predelu in osvetljujte predele. Izogibajte se ponovni obravnavi istih mest.

Lumeo bom prva dva meseca uporabljala na dva tedna, nato pa le še enkrat mesečno. Obljubljajo 75 odstotkov manj dlačic v samo štirih tretmajih.

Moja prva ocena: postopek je zelo enostaven in hiter, predvsem pa neboleč. Kako pa se bo obnesel in ali je res učinkovit, kot obljubljajo, bom testirala v naslednjih dveh, treh mesecih… in o tem potem izčrpno poročala.

Pust z Brino

O tem, da je pust eden od mojih ljubših praznikov, sem že zapisala na blogu. A če sem se pretekla leta kot pustna šema zabavala s prijatelji ali pa ga preživela delovno z mikrofonom v roki, je zdaj pri Jurgličih dobil novo razsežnost. V maškare z dojenčico Brino.

Kostum zase bi brez problema lahko kupila za nekje 20, 30 evrov, a ga nisem. Raje sem pobrskala po omari – kaj primernega imam od prejšnjih let in sem se ‘za silo’ našemila v čebelico.

Za Brinin kostum čebelice pa sem porabila precej več časa… Res je, da bi lahko tudi njej kostum kupila, vendar je nisem želela oblačiti v umetne materiale, ki ne dihajo in so že na otip neprijetni. Kupila sem zgolj komplet – krila, kapico, tipalke in ‘slinček’, ker bom to lahko še kdaj uporabila. Za oblačili pa sem šla na lov po trgovinah. En cel dan sem (z Brino v vozičku) prehodila ves BTC, vse otroške trgovine, da bi našla kaj primernega. Misija nemogoče je bilo za njeno starost (7 mesece) dobiti črna oblačila. Zamislila sem si spodnji del črne trenerke/hlače in črno bundo – ni šans, nikjer. Ok, potem sem presedlala na rumeno barvo… in na moje začudenje – spet podobna zgodba. Na koncu sem po dveh dneh iskanja – obupala. Vendar sem se hitro domislila, kako bom rešila problem. Kupila sem malo večji (večjo konfekcijsko številko) bodi in žabice v beli barvi ter rumeno barvo za barvanje perila. Slednjo sem za nekaj evrov kupila v Müllerju, vem pa, da barve za oblačila prodajajo tudi v DM-mu, pa najbrž še kje. Bodi in žabice sem skupaj z rumeno barvo dala v pralni stroj in oprala. Rumena barva je zelo dobro prijela, saj so bile žabice in bodi v snežni beli barvi.

Brino sem tako obleka v njena (topla) oblačila, čez njih pa oblekla pobarvano rumen bodi in žabice. ‘Čebelje’ obročke sem naredila iz črne elastike, ki sem jo preprosto narezala na trakove ter jih zašila v obročke. Popravila sem tudi kapico, saj je bila Brini prevelika. Po spodnjem robu sem naredila v tkanino majhne luknjice in vanje napeljala črno vrvico in tako zožila kapico.

Pust pa seveda ne more miniti brez – tipične sladice – krofov. Jem jih zgolj in le za pusta, vendar jih ne naredim sama, pač pa nas je z njimi tudi letos pocrkljala Darkova mamica. Naredi res fantastične.

Kot novinarka sem pretekla leta poročala/pripravila prispevek (tudi)  iz ljubljanskega pustnega karnevala, ki vsako leto privabi množico obiskovalcev, ki se sprehodijo po mestnem jedru. Odločila sem se, da z Brino, tako pomemben dogodek, ko je najin prvi pust – preživiva prav v prestolnici. No, Brina je dogajanje, kljub glasni povorki, prespala v vozičku, jaz pa sem v prijetni družbi – skupaj z drugimi opravljala poslanstvo maškar – odganjala zimo.

Dobrodošla pomlad.