The Nonna Diaries – The Final Countdown

And so, as we begin our journey home. Nonna reflects on her busy week in charge of Baby B. Love them both! Thank you Nonna.

Day 6

My last day, mummy and daddy back tomorrow.

Whilst part of me is thinking ……. rest, the bigger part is sad. I will miss him. Miss his voice, his calling out “Nonna where are you” even though he can clearly see me !!! Miss his beautiful smiling face beaming at me first thing in the morning. For heaven’s sake he is only going home, not moving to Australia !!!! As you can tell I am feeling quite emotional !

Even our occasional arguments, mostly over the use of his favourite word of the moment …… NO, will be missed ! I must admit to really struggling to keep a straight face and not laugh. He gets a frown going, stares at me and very seriously says NO !! Bath B ? NO. let’s get dressed ? NO ! Come put your shoes no. NO !! You get the picture !!

Watching a child grow and develop is a fascination. Seeing in that child characteristics of both parents coming through so interesting. The love of eating from his mother. His father’s outgoing, entertaining manners. Apart from an obvious temper and stubborn streak, apparent when he is trying to do something that doesn’t happen fast enough for his liking, he is a delight. His good nature and sweetness obvious. Am I sounding biased and proud ??? I hope I do because I am.

I know his parents appreciate my involvement but I value the trust they have in my capabilities by leaving their most treasured son in my care.


The Nonna Diaries – Days 3 &4

Here it is, the next and rather controversial, instalment of the Nonna Diaries.

This Nonna doesn’t hold back!

Day 3

No school today so entertaining my boy, and making sure the day is not too long for either of us, is top priority. So pleased with myself when on my last trip to Guildford I found a free Kids Club. And even more excited to discover that there were events planned for the two days B does not have school. Today was to have been Balloon modelling. Great, we would aim for the early session. Must admit to getting into town slightly earlier than I needed to, but did have a few things to do before the 11 o’clock kick off. But 10 a tad too early, my errands having been completed by 10.15 !!!

Still never mind. 15mins on carousel, 10 minutes buying Noisey Fire Engine book, which by the way is a faithful title. The sound of the fire engine going full blast through the shopping centre (giving the odd elderly shopper a slight ‘turn’) really made me wonder why on earth I bought the bloody thing ! He then spotted small soft play area near the Club so because there was still time to kill I relented. Off came the coat, hat, scarf and shoes and B launched himself into play mode. He was mostly good but really did not like other children around playing in what he classed as his space ! But he did allow them in and all was good.

By 11.15, this club place was still not showing any signs of opening and by then both B and I were ready to go home ! Great excitement on the drive back, not just the traffic lights for which he has an obsession, but the two fire engines that were side by side with us, and to top things off an ambulance siren blaring ! What more could a little boy want. I am having my ‘happy hour’ now and trying to decide what to do this afternoon !

Day 4

To carry on from yesterday, after B woke up from afternoon nap it quickly became apparent that I would not be able to contain him until dinner/bed. So drawing on whatever inner strength I have we went off to ‘soft play’. Believe me it took all I had not to turn into an avenging vigilante !! What a horrible place. Full of hyper children running at great speed not looking where they were going which meant that the younger ones (my boy being one of many) where left lying in their wake looking like the victims of some massacre ! Worst still were the mothers. Some on their phones, others chatting away, some even on computers and not one watching their own children who were running wild ! Whilst yes I agree the little ones need to ‘learn’ to look after themselves I find myself asking what has happened to parenting ??? Having said all of the above I will probably be back there tomorrow but issue this warning ….. the gloves are off !!!

My boy did not want to go to school today. All the way there he was pleading “no school nonna, no school ” felt so guilty leaving him. But no worries, have phoned and been reassured that he is having a wonderful day. Crocodile tears master B !!!

He is a delight and even though yes it’s hard work I love every minute of it !


The Nonna Diaries – Day 1 & 2

Whilst we are both away with work, Nonna has Baby B. When we went away before, she kept a wonderful Facebook diary of their time together. She has begun to do this again and I thought that I would share it with you.

So lets begin, the Nonna and Baby B diaries, day one and two.

Day 1

“Do I count this as day 1 ??? In theory I suppose I should as he has been with me most of the day. So, that being the case I will begin my diary of my week with Baby B. After picking him up and wrestling him away from his crying mother and fairly emotional father we picked up Aunty F and made our way home. I must tell you that our boy was quite unwell last week with the sickness bug. He has recovered thankfully, and the only reason I mention this is because it seems to be his sole aim at the moment to eat as much as he can fit in in a day ! So most of today has been B asking for, let’s face it anything ranging from bananas, Apple’s, biscuits, toast, to consuming his lunch, pudding, followed later by sausages, baked potato with grated cheese and baked beans for dinner ! And, I assume, because of all this ‘fuel’ he has put in to his engine he has been running at full throttle all afternoon! He is turning into quite the comedian and very entertaining and has hopefully worn himself out ! Nursery tomorrow and brief respite for nonna ! Thank you to Aunty F for being here today. Night night all.”

Day 2 

“Had planned to write my journal at the end of each day but just too excited this morning !!! B woke up at 7.10am !!!!! I on the other hand was up, 6am, bright eyed and ready to go !! All quiet. 6.30 still nothing so decided I would come down and put the kettle on, sure that as soon as I had made my cuppa he would wake up (little chance of a hot cup of tea when B is about !). By 7am I’m beginning to panic …….. up I go just to make sure that he is still breathing !!!! Fast asleep and breathing thank God. Blimey ! The little man finally announced he was awake with a ‘nonna ou est tu’, yes he speaks French !!!! Don’t worry friends, am not expecting this every morning but wow wee a good start to our week together no ??? After a breakfast of scrambled eggs on toast and sausage we were dressed and ready for nursery. Sad and tearful drop off (even though I know that no sooner is my back out that door he is fine) it breaks my heart to leave him. Now I look forward to pick up. Hope you all have a lovely day. A demain mes amis (B’s not the only one who speaks a bit of French !!)”