This week Alex and I took a pre-baby break to Bruges. Here’s where we stayed, things we saw, and what we ate and drank;
Bruges was really, really lovely; pretty, walkable, and enough food and beer to keep us all happy. Baby C seemed to love it too – the Eurostar journey over, just as we emerged from the channel tunnel into France, was the first time I was sure I felt him / her kick (for the record, it was not really like I’d read about. No light sensation of butterfly wings, but a series of gentle prods).
It was also nice to get away with just the two of us, as four and a half months from now it’s all change. Next week marks the halfway point!