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Playtime Paris July ’14


I think I fall in love more with Paris each time I go. It’s very hard not to love it. When we visited a couple of weekends ago it was looking as mighty fine as ever. I went for the Playtime Paris trade fair, which is held twice a year in the Parc Floral on the outskirts of this beautiful city. But naturally it wasn’t all work!

I hardly needed much persuading to go to the Fair again, just the same as when I first went back in January last year. Although this time it was logistically a little more taxing due to the fact that I’m still breastfeeding so I had to take (not so) little Olly with me. And because of this my husband came too as I didn’t much relish the thought of lugging a buggy and suitcase and a chubby baby round Paris on my own! I also needed someone to appreciate a bit of the French cuisine with me and the odd Paris landmark or two and he’s never even been to Paris before so it was high time he paid a visit.

All set for a bon voyage (wearing Zanthe tunic)

All set for a bon voyage (wearing Zanthe tunic)

We left Cambridge on Saturday morning in torrential rain, running like drowned rats for our train to Kings Cross, my husband a few meters in front with the suitcase on wheels and me pushing the buggy with my coat flung across it to stop Olly getting soaked. Not the best start! We calmed our nerves with coffee and croissants at St P and then sped under the channel with a sleeping baby. The journey had definitely improved.

The afternoon into evening was spent wandering, drinking and eating – three things we do very well! I breastfed Oliver at a cafe by the river and no-one batted an eye-lid. I’d been a little unsure before leaving home what the Parisian attitude to breastfeeding would be so this first time I used my breastfeeding cover. However Olly is so big now he just batted it out of the way and was more fidgetty than usual so I didn’t use the cover much after that. Bastille, where we stayed, was buzzing into the small hours and I didn’t get much sleep on the first night.

My first Paris nursing experience

My first Paris nursing experience

Sunday was Playtime day and by that I mean work (not play), although it didn’t feel much like work. Last time I went to the Fair it was to view the autumn/winter 2013 ranges, this time it was to see spring/summer 2015. It was quite different. Nothing quite compares to the prints and colours of summer and it’s so important for me to see them up close and in person, before making my selections.

I saw show-stopping maxi breastfeeding dresses, floaty short beach nursing dresses, glitzy metallics, graphic prints, tribal prints, over-sized floral prints and countless shades of coral, to name just a few of the highlights. For me, summer has to the most fun season to buy, but it’s also tough as there’s so much choice. I met my existing suppliers and some potential new ones too. I paid special attention to the feel of the fabrics, how they hang and how they wash. I was also really thorough in checking that the nursing opening was easy to operate because I know from personal experience that some are much simpler than others. All this interspersed with meeting my husband to give Olly a quick feed and trying to keep my cool under the incredibly hot exhibition spotlights that were everywhere. It was a fantastic day but it was also exhausting so we were grateful to finally get back to our hotel to have a quick shower before going out for the evening.

Gorgeous prints

Gorgeous prints

Show-stopping dresses

Show-stopping dresses

With Helena from Love Milk

With Helena from Love Milk

At the "Ripe" stand

At the “Ripe” stand

Olly slept next to us in his buggy for our entire meal at Blue Valentine and we realized that this was our first proper meal out together since he was born. We both sat there feeling rather smug. All round it had been a very successful day.

Monday was free for us to have some family time. We did brunch at Le Sesame by the Canal St Martin and then Sacre Coeur at Montmartre in the afternoon. I’d like to say we then sped back again under the channel as swiftly as we arrived, but alas no. We had to wait in a two hour queue at Gard du Nord due to huge Eurostar delays. Well, if this was the only hiccup of a busy weekend in a foreign city with a young baby, then we could hardly complain! Please can we go again?

Brunch for me (and Oliver)

Brunch for me (and Oliver)


Sacre Coeur (wearing Maya maxi)

Sacre Coeur (wearing Maya maxi)

About Me:

My name is Emma and I have three (!) wonderful babies. The oldest is my daughter Elsa, born in 2011 the second is “Milk & Mummy” my online boutique selling beautiful breastfeeding clothes and launched in 2012, and the youngest is my son Oliver, born in August 2014. All three exhaust me, excite me and make me proud on a daily basis and naturally all vie for my attention! But of course I wouldn't have it any other way.


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