Saturday, November 30, 2013

A Cruise, Tattoos, And A Baby's Bruise

It's been a long time since Tash got tattooed.  In between being pregnant and breastfeeding any appointment she's had has always fallen through.

Last weekend (Nov 23/24) was the NZ Tattoo and Art Festival in New Plymouth.  An artist she wanted work from was coming over from the States so i proposed we go and she can get tattooed.  It was her birthday weekend too - perfect!  Yet shortly beforehand said artist pulls out and Javier Rodriguez, who I have been trying to get an appointment with for nearly two years, announces he is coming!  So once again its me getting the ink and Tash has to wait a little longer.

In an attempt to make the weekend about her and Esme's birthday I booked a people mover for Friday but had nothing else planned so we could make it up as the kids determined or people wanted.

It was about a 5 hour drive up to New Plymouth but such a lovely drive it really didn't matter.  We got within an hour of our destination and made a call to a few hotels.  Thinking we had found somewhere just to lay our heads we realised we'd pretty much lucked out and got a bargain price for a two bed family room with full facilities.  It was gorgeous.  And we even all got a swim in the pool in the morning.

We found an amazing Moroccan cafe for breakfast and I'm not exaggerating when I say I had the best cooked breakfast of my life!

I spent a few hours getting tattooed, we had a wander round, said hi to a few friends, then made for home with all three kids exhausted.  A little diversion took us around Mount Teranaki, it was just a shame that cloud cover obscured its highest point.

We stumbled across another hidden gem of a cafe on the way home and enjoyed a little more kiwi hospitality with a side of the biggest fucking burger of my life!

Sunday was Esme's birthday, and with both her and Alfie having birthday money from Auntie Michie we hit the toy shop.  Many hours later we left thoroughly exhausted, Alfie with a collection of bin man lorries and a collection of Trash Pack toys and Esme with a JCB digger in a pink buggy.  Love the way that girl works! Lol. Massive thanks Michie, they love their pressies!

Lunch was held at one of our favourites, the Chocolate Fish Cafe (which you really need the car to get to) and we then hit the beach for a little.  It was a stunning day, just tarnished somewhat when Olive back arched out of my arms when I was knealt down holding both her and Esme.  I'm pleased to say she bounces as well as the other two.  I say that now, at the time it was far less relaxed about the incident!

And so Monday rolled around which was Tash's birthday.  We woke bleary eyed after a night of continually prodding the baby to make sure she was still alive and responding correctly.  Tash worked,  Alfie and Esme bought her some flowers, and we met her after work for food at Sweet Mothers Kitchen.  Yes, eating is all that we do out here.  With so many gorgeous food places it's a guaranteed pleaser!  Even Olive agrees.  She's fast approaching 6 months and grabs at food whenever you let your guard down!

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