A bit of fun for you all but doesn't my Uncle Mike look like just like George Clooney himself? He's even had people run up to him in the street thinking it's the A Lister for flips sake-unlikely as Uncle Mike lives in Manchester but stranger things have happened, right?!
Ok so we all know 'normal' doesn't really exist but surely everyone can relate to that very real pressure to fit in, you know, feeling like you're doing the right thing, ticking the boxes of thriving at life, parenting, your job....this oh so common weighing yourself up against the 'norms' and trying not to feel the odd one out...
I appear to have drifted into a festive themed blissful retreat filled with quality family time, delicious, Christmas food (Greek, English, French) and sunny, invigorating winter walks: wow, what a week. I feel like a new girl: relaxed, renewed and ready for the New Year. Cheers!
Today, something a little bit weird happened.
Preparing for Baby No 2's arrival got me thinking back to other monumental days and most recently our wedding day-we celebrated our 7 year anniversary (6 years since the Greek wedding, 7 since the English) last month and time has truly flown by!
My child is British but his ethnic origin is half Greek and the other half is well mostly English with a dash of French, Dutch and Welsh.
I have a confession to make. I'm Greek (well British Greek) and up until recently I'd never given my child hummus. I know, you better sit down and sip on some brandy. It's pretty shocking stuff.
My Big Fat Greek family.