California Dreaming

When I was 16 and going off for my high-school exchange year, I really wanted to go to California. To Los Angeles. I was totally smitten with Hollywood and I pictured myself as a future lawyer (clearly, too much L.A. Law had been consumed) living in Beverly Hills, with my very own pool boy. I…

I don’t know how to have fun

I feel like a five year old, saying “I have nothing to do!” I really don’t know what to do with the time I have . Without Fabian’s football I have no hobbies what so ever. And I’m afraid to sign up for something (like I’d know what it should be…) as it then would…

The time has come

Yesterday it was time. And never has Kahlil Gibran’s On Children, been more suitable. I don’t think I ever have hugged him as hard as I did at the airport yesterday. I don’t even remember telling him that I love him. On the other hand I have done so 7000 times before. But I told…

Can someone please explain

Why is it so hard to let go? To just let them sort out things by them selves, whatever it might lead to. Apparently I’m normal, at least to chatGPT. Letting go is extremely hard. But I gotta! I now really need just to sit back and relax. Not think. Not feel. Not see the…

And just like that

it’s over. Or really, for him, it’s a start of something new, something different, exiting and sometimes troublesome. But, its not the end. It’s the beginning. To watch your children graduate is special. Yesterday it was our youngest’s turn. Graduation is wired, as you remember your own. Regarding the weather- the gods were on our…

Prom

Time again. Last time was three years ago. Same venue different kid, different lady. Not much to talk about. I was worried about the weather. It turned out to be a great evening.

A+

Drove Fabian to a pick-up point for today’s game. While sitting next to him in the car, like hundreds of times before, listening to his favourite music of the minute, singing and seat-dancing, it just hit me. What a great mother I’ve been! Awesome! And how fun I have had (when I asked, he also…

An End of an Era

Motherhood, what a journey it is. Our trip to NYC made it so clear to me, that my boys are adults and “we” are now something new, something different, something I haven’t fully understood. I have always striven to get independent children. That’s why I have made sure that they can handle the basics of…

NYC

I’m not the one for parties, I’m the one for trips. Ever since we tied the knot in NYC 2012, I have wanted to go back with the boys, to let them experience the city and actually remember some. Said and done (as it often is with me), off we went 26 Oct and stayed…

Stop it, just stop it now

No I’m not talking about the scolding happening at the other side of the pond. I’m talking about life. Tuesday our little one (who turned 18 little over a month ago and thereby is an adult in the eyes of society) got his driver’s license. In Sweden you don’t get to have a driver’s license…

Physical & mental movement

We hear it almost daily, that our kids (and many adults) don’t get enough exercise on a daily basis leading to all sort of negative things. Many times before, I have proudly told you (yes, bragged), what an outstanding person I am, who not only exercise regularly but I do it so very early in…

Down under

As a kid, Sam loved Steve Irwin and Australia Zoo (he loved/s animals all together to be honest). So for a long, long time there has been this dream of going there. To Australia. For his graduation two years back he asked his celebrators for travel checks and now in April they were used. And…

A mum’s love – part 463

Being a parent is the toughest job/assignment ever. Now with adult/semi-adult children it is not the sleepless nights I’m thinking about (that’s perimenopause) and it’s not the agonizing conversations explaining the most fundamental logic things to the “not the sharpest tool in the shed” teenager. No, for me the absolute toughest part of being a…

Life and the end of it

Tuesday night my father passed away. That’s it. He was rushed in by ambulance one week prior, with a heart racing and a hard time breathing. The diagnosis: congestive heart failure and fluids in his lunges. Me and F visited him straight way and other than being tired he was him self. Made jokes with…

Wanting more

For the Mr’s 50th birthday we were off to Edinburgh for a long weekend (Thursday-Monday). The four of us. A Scottish friend of mine advised us to stay in the city as we were only being there for 3,5 days. She was (naturally) right. So we have to come back for more of both the…

What we’ve done so far

During my husband’s vacation we have been to two concerts. Very happy we had the Swedish 80’s pop boy band Gyllene Tider prior to Coldplay’s. It would have been hard for any other concert to measure up to Coldplay. The Music of the Spheres Tour is AMAZING. But it was nice to have the boys…

The nicest thing I ever heard

Yesterday at the municipality’s business festival (which I believe has the best location in Sweden, Norrvikens trädgårdar), I ran in to an old acquaintance and former board colleague. We talked about the years that passed and how the kids are getting older, but that I don’t think Sam is ready to move out. Then she…

Fury

From time to time we hear that young people are lazy and don’t respect the “elderly”. Well, let me tell you something – you “elderly people”. Be a freaking good role model! If you are not, do not even start to think about complaining about the kids. I notice that when kids search for summer…

Being a mum (parent)

Facebook reminded me about a memory. Today 11 years ago Fabian and I had one of our recurrent FFFs – Friday Fika with Fabian. Maybe it was these weekly visitis to the different cafés in the area that lay the foundation for today’s relationship. Still, much of my time is spent on being the housekeeper…

We did something right

What your children are, is never only one thing and what they become is determined by so many different things. In our society today, we do not need more things to compare, and children should never be up for comparison. They just are. When your (on paper) grown-up son who still lives at home sends…

New season is on

Two weeks back the training matches started for F. I have promised both him and myself to take more pictures this year. It’s fun, because the boys apparently likes it and I often get the question if the camera will join.

Banks and bulls, why I don’t like to become old

I don’t have a problem with getting old physically… now that’s a lie! I hate that too, but do my best to “stop Olle at the gate”*. But one thing I do see deteriorating already now, is my ability to keep up with things mentally. The Mr and I just changed banks to get a…

One of those moments

Today I experienced total fulfillment. One of those moments when life is complete. A moment which, if you are aware, defines happiness. It’s these moments I strive for. Sam and I was talking while walking the dogs and I asked him what he wanted out of life. He answered me so wise, so adult. We…

To be needed

The biggest sorrow for us as a parents, is when we have succeeded in creating independent people of our children. When they were two and you couldn’t move a step before they cried to be with you/on you, maybe happiness wasn’t always the prominent feeling. But now when they are nineteen, I love the fact…

How a mother knows

Two times in half a week, I’ve been able to tell there was something going on, just by looking at my boys (to other peoples defense, my children are the worst liars). But it’s nice to know that we are that connected and that they trust me to be honest once I ask.

Only five to go

Today is Fabian’s last day of the term/semester. Only five more to go then he too, is out of school. Can’t be reminded often enough how fast life goes. Yesterday was our annual Christmas cooking eve. For years we have forced the boys to be present in the traditional meatball making, now I think they…

Season’s over

Today Fabian and his team played their last game for this season. A win. It’s been a tough and educational season as they played the top league. Now training continues as it does until Christmas comes. You gotta love football.

Him, myself and friends

I don’t want you readers to think that this has become a dog blog. But let’s face it. Both boys are nowadays kissing other girls than their mother (yes, I do spy on them and I’m not ashamed) and my role in their life is changing. I’m no-longer the centre of their universe and that…

Life reminding itself

You need them. Once in a while you need that inexorably punch in your stomach. A punch that shakes you to your core. A blow that makes an average Friday night important and reminds you that all your days are the most important you have. Because they are your life. I was aimlessly scrolling my…

The Friendship Inn

Last week it was Gothia Cup, the largest football youth cup. Fabbe’s team was there. His first time. As the mother I am, and can be. I took my work computer and camera and logged in at The Friendship Inn. Once again my childhood friend opened her doors for me and lend me a bed….

Perspectives of time

I’m conscious about time. In the bigger perspective. To stop daily and reflect over things (usually my children and/or feelings connected to everyday activities). This gives me an awareness of now. A now that tomorrow is part of the past. It gives me knowledge that I was present while alive. I believe this will grant…

Paris report – Day#3

We are our way to the airport- hopefully they – the French – wait until tomorrow to go out on strike. Our last day was just as good a the two previous. With 16000 steps and with a lot of help from the metro we manage to cover the both parts of Paris we already…

Paris report – Day #2

Today we went in the opposite direction – towards Champs-Élysées. The mission was the same. Find a good deal. If the findings were, I’m not the one to tell. But I understood that the PSG jersey was. Even-though it is last season’s model (and most possibly therefore it was a bargain). I feel unbelievable blessed…

Paris report – Day #1

I must say Fabian is somewhat modest when his uses the word “good” in his review of the day. At one time he was saying that his mind was spinning of the huge supply especially as it’s combined with a sale to up to 50%! We stated our day at Galeries Lafayette Haussmann. From there…

And the little one ❤️

Last day in junior high for this lad. I just can’t believe what time has done. I know I sound like a broken record but I just don’t. I’m so proud of both my boys.

Graduation

So, it’s done. Graduation. We got to have a wonderful day for our Sam. Thanks to all our friends and family. Now high schools over and now he only needs to study if he wants to. Monday – work starts – an assistant nurse ready to care for you. His mum’s going to rest her…

Prom

There are so much happening in Sam’s life right now. Prom was one thing happening this week. I would’t say that prom in Sweden is not the same as in the US. First I thought it had to do with tradition, but the I realized that I had one and that is… years ago. But…

Check ✅

An immense milestone was reach yesterday for our first born. Driving license. Oh they joy. It has been a somewhat struggle, but he kept the spirit, with strong support from his partens (primarily his mother I’d say). For me as a parent it’s paradox feeling. Happy for his success but also worried for the fact…

Fun times

My biggest inability as a mother has been playing with my children. Lego building there has been some of and and cuddles and watching films. But imaginary games, not so much. Another thing that has been around has been board games and playing cards. The latter one is one of the most common things we…

What happened

Today Sam came home with his graduation cap. I can’t comprehend this. Our oldest is done with school. He’s officially a real adult and we don’t need to care for him. Naturally I teared up. I’m so not ready for this and I force myself to remind myself what his daycare teacher Helene told me,…

Maundy Thursday’s egg hunt

I think I have a small hunch to why, we in our household, have the Easter egg hunt on Maundy Thursday. In Sweden kids dress up as Easter witches on Maundy Thursday and goes “trick or treating” (or just treating – meaning walking around the neighbourhood asking for money or candy) before leaving for Blåkulla….

L.❤️.V.E

Sometimes it’s simple. Love. It’s just like this.

Will not!

Yesterday I heard Fabian coughing… again. He later complained about a soar throat. And then some more coughing. Last week the whole family was well after four weeks of cold from one to another and now we are back at it. I almost panicked when I heard the coughing. I will not WILL NOT be…

Fantastic parents

Sam wasn’t selected to make the military service. Due to lactose intolerance… We were all kind of surprised about this, especially that it wasn’t sorted before the physical visit. We were thinking that he might get removed by his hearing, but he never came that far. But no sad faces on any of us. And…

20 minutes at the mall

If that’s (header) what I get I sure take them. I’m not like my old teenage me, who L.O.V.E.D to shop. Loved it! Now I think shopping is both boring a bad for the the environment. But as you know, I love to be around my children. So after yesterday’s game, Fabian and I went…

Them – again

I don’t know if it’s because I’m a nostalgic sucker, because I’m getting old, because my family is my universe, because I am me or a combination of all above. But them kids. Gee, what is happening and I can I cope? This is nothing you think about getting pregnant or after delivering your baby….

Have faith

Yesterday there was a party for our young adult. 15 friends showed up (they were invited). Young adults, mainly of the male gender. What a great bunch! When the party was over the last ones standing both initiated and handed the cleaning – the house was almost in a better shape after than when they…

Sam our man ❤️

He had us waiting. Not for long, but we first had some else cooking for May 2003, but “thankfully” that unborn was lost. But then he came. He was planned for 2 January 2004, but thanks to being a breech baby, we got a planned c-section and then – to meet my wish of not…

Time

As the year is coming to an end, some reflections are in order. Last year I promised to blog more. So, so I did. I managed to have at least one post each month. There is room for improvement. But 2021 as a whole was an huge improvement compared to 2020. Sam will be 18…