Before I became a parent I was very judgmental, I didn't know that I was, but now that I am a parent I can totally admit that the ideas I had about parenthood and motherhood before I entered the squad was full of judgement. It has been a steep learning curve and there are some … Continue reading Experiences of motherhood that have surprised me
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365 days of thunder
Exactly one year ago I became a mother for the second time. Our feisty little Thora Olava was born April 15th at exactly 5.10 pm, the most incredible experience of my life. Having given birth naturally once before I thought I knew how it was going to be, but the second time was completely different. … Continue reading 365 days of thunder
ON THE TABLE – Going back to school
It's been a productive day today. Iselilja is at nursery and I have spent the morning doing work while Thora has slept in the pushchair behind me. Last winter I had a little settlement with myself. I came to the realisation that I needed a new personal challenge. I have been in the same job … Continue reading ON THE TABLE – Going back to school
The first autumn cold and when we built a swing
Last Sunday we took the kids and dogs with us and met up with some friends for a morning walk in the woods. One of our mates had even brought the equipment to build a little rope swing for the kids! I am very impressed by the preparedness! The kids loved it of course, and … Continue reading The first autumn cold and when we built a swing
Terrible Twos and MUMGUILT
Yesterday was rough. I can't even make it funny. Because it wasn't. Two year olds can be pretty horrible sometimes. They have a remarkable ability of bringing out the worst of an adult (sorry; parent). There's no point in romanticising it with jokes about getting through it with Gin, because that doesn't happen. At least … Continue reading Terrible Twos and MUMGUILT
When three become four
When I was pregnant with my first baby I felt connected to the little bean as soon as the pregnancy test flashed "Pregnant 3+". Instantly the maternal instinct took place and I protectively placed my hand on my belly (and it has stayed there ever since). As the pregnancy went on I would lay on the sofa … Continue reading When three become four