Question

Should we let children do what they want, or is it our responsibility as adults (not even necessary to be a parent) to guide our children? Just wondering.

Nothing to complain about

Watched the re-run of public service’s new TV-show “Straight through the heart” a documentary about different children who have a need to be cared for at the cardiovascular department at Lund’s hospital. I cry at saved kittens so for me to emphasize with this kind of show is no surprise, but when the Mr bursts out “We…

They’re back

Weekday. No value just facts and me drivning Sam to swim practise…

And three hours later…

…the Mr and I have a perfectly tidy bedroom. This was our boys way of calling truce after our breakfast battle. I was of course super happy and I didn’t use the word “but”. We sat down in the made bed (made bed in our bedroom never happens, unless a real-estate agent is about to visit)…

Let’s blame it on the mom

It is only me and my husband who have fostered these terrible individuals. No they are not terrible. I love my fantastic children to death, but right now I am far beyond frustration. I believe we are quite normal parents. We give a lot. Love, experience and to some extent; things. To that we follow…

Going to the theatre

Friday was the boys last day of school. Something worth celebrating. Sometimes in a simple way and other times with a big bang. This year it was closer to a big bang, at least with our measures. We went to the… theatre. We enjoyed Charles Dickens’ A Christmas carol. Personally, I believe that when a…

Christmas tree

So, it was time again to decorate the annual Christmas tree. The two boys and myself did it. Found us a tree (no, not chopping one in the woods, more buying one at the lot outside our supermarket), got it home and decorated it proudly! This year we went for the white and silver combination….

All my boys

I am one of them who strongly misbelieve the ones who, in their social media status, constantly tell how fantastic their partners and/or children are. We all know they might be and most likely are asses (or something similar) more often than they are perfect. Never the less I realize i am one of them….

Longing

Saw these and remember and miss the summer.

London baby

We, of a certain age, know the expression “London Baby”. The Dock family just returned from a longer week-end in this fab city. Love the Brittish. Their correctness and politness. Just love it. Love it. And the architecture! Could just walk around the city watching it. I will not suger-coat it. There was some moaning,…

Sorry, I was wrong

Last week I said I knew what hell was like. I was sure it was like a playland. It won’t be. It will be like Hamleys. At least like the Hamleys on Regent Street on a Saturday afternoon. I am facinated. And torn. Because neither Hamleys or the Toy Kingdom at Harrods are anything like…

Two things

Today I have found out two things: 1. What hell will be like 2. Why God invented the Smartphone The answer is the same for the two and called: playlands (and I for one is sure that hell will be filled with three and four year old little girls and all they will do is…

Proud

If you generalize, Swede’s are very poor at being proud over them selves. We are usually not the ones who will climb up a mountain and scream out our joy for being ourselves, just because we are soooo good. Or, maybe that is exactly where we would do it, as nobody would hear us on the…

Stood up

It was a long time ago (if you don’t count what just happened two minutes ago) I was stood up by a man. I wonder if it ever has happened. Fabian joined me in my (it is only mine tonight when the Mr is working the nightshift, otherwise it is our) bedroom. He came in…

Morning walk

Grey, windy, rainy Sunday. What you need is a walk by the ocean with a dog and your family.

Just according to plan

Tomorrow, dear friends is my 40th birthday and today our youngest showed his first ever interest in the female gender. Just according to plan. “Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.”

Family

Really, no more words are needed (and if someone wonders, the elderly peeps are my parents).  

Sons

Really, there are no words needed.

It all ended well

Many people misunderstand my strive for happiness as me needing to be happy all the time – H.E.L.L N.O. I am probably the best (meaning highest) combo of all feelings. Sad, angry, happy, etc. etc. Today we (OK I) took a turn to the angry zone. Me and Sam had the worst quarrel since… I…

If life ended now…

… It would have been a perfect life. Today we decided to celebrate our boys. Just because. Because they are the ones they are. Many mornings we leave the house (and them) just right after they wake up. And not once they have been late to school (knock on wood). They make breakfast, they leave and…

School pics

They are here! The annual school pics. Unnecessary for someone like me who claims to take better pics herself, but still fun to have. To see how they grow. My darlings.

So that’s settled then

It’s clear that our youngest will not work within the medical field. At the slightest chance of seeing blood on TV (or anywhere else) , he has something better to do elswhere. Just like his grandmother then… ;). It is also clear that I am eating up my day in bed yesterday. I am now…

Happiness on a Friday morning

What is the better moment than now, to feel happiness and gratitude? When I woke up my boys this morning I felt nothing but gratitude for the fact that they are in my life. Great feeling to acknowledge  

One of those days

I admit, I am not used to working 5 days a week. I am not. Good? Bad? I don’t really care, I just settle for the fact that I am not. Looking at an old photo that I took of Fabian and the Mr when Fabian was only a couple of months old, I felt,…

Accepting what they are not

If you ask me I have together with my husband created the world’s two most wonderful children. Wonderful in every sense of the word (at least when I forget when they are both human and children…) We probably all know that all our children are not perfect, they should not be. They are children and foremost…

Post vacation / pre-work analysis

Hmm… four weeks. After four weeks of absolute nothing and everything, it is time to get up and get dressed before 10 o’clock in the morning. It is clear that I love to be around my children and husband doing “nothing”. That nothing meaning to do whatever we feel like (and this summer we also…

Vacation

Life hasn’t stopped, we are just on vacation and looking forward to two and half more weeks of it. Beach, soccer world-cup, swimming, head injuries, friends, wine, more friends, ice-cream, biking, sun, movies, books, playing cards, late mornings, parties, dancing, more wine, tennis, jellyfish (the stinging kind), wasps (also the stinging kind), bbq etc etc….

2.35 pm

2.35 pm eight years ago I realized I was going into labour. I was at Tobias’ cousins doorstep and an hour before I had looked at the watch once before, just because. I was 16 days overdue and had met the doctor previously that morning and gotten an ok to be induced the day after. As…

Cuddles

Just had the best time of the day. When the kids go to bed and you take those minutes for cuddles and laughter. Our oldest one, is the one with most similarities in looks with me. People who have gotten to know me through Sam, always tell me how much alike we look. Poor boy….

Gone fishing

The Mr decided today’s activity. Fishing. I did what I love almost the most, take pictures without the need to deliver. But please do not be fooled by the idyllic scenes, we had a lovely time together on our excursion, but before and after we were haunted by the offsprings of satan. Really, think twice about…

Ahhhh Sunday

After a effective day (OK hours) in the garden I took the boys to the beach, while the Mr went to sleep for his nightshift. Oh, what a day it was. I had my first dip in the ocean. We ate Sam’s home made mudcake, drank elderberry juice (also homemade), played Uno, read aloud, built…

Once upon a time

Once upon a time there was this boy. A hearty, intelligent, creative and happy boy. He was very keen on following rules and making right, always putting excellence as his goal. One of the last days of the semester of his fourth school year he went to school as usual but forgot one very important thing….

Good day

Today I am grateful for our children. They are really good at taking responsibility for themselves when they need to. Today I also got a compliment for my outfit (which NEVER happens for several reasons) from our oldest. The younger one was giving us a private concert when he listen to “Love me, love me”…

Thank you

I am feeling truly grateful that I have a mind of a Teflon frying pan. Nothing sticks to me, for long. I can get gruesomely angry and upset (as you saw in my last post), but then it is gone and I focus on the the good parts in life, like when you play Uno…

At the top while at the bottom

Even if the header is slight exaggeration of my current status I can not find a better way to describe the man-cold that currently has taken hostage over my body. But even if I am close to death, I joined the rest of the family for a walk in the forrest today. And it was…

This thing called parenting

It is not easy to be a parent. Just as little easy it is to be a kid with parents. During my 11 years of motherhood I have developed and improved my ways. From a totalitarian to more a more coaching approach. And I do find it more intressant, more rewarding yes, better with my “new”…

Cool

I’m watching our youngest at swimming school and I just realized that both sons can crawl. I guess I am impressed as I have never learnt fully myself.

Alcohol

I drink alcoholic beverages. I do not need to. But I do. I choose to. Good? Bad? I usually drink wine or beer. I never drink Gin & Tonic. But I do not need to drink these alcoholic beverages. If I am about to drive a vehicle, I don’t. When I carry (correct tempus, carried)…

Time stopped

“Has time stopped?” this was F’s first question waking up this morning. “When I look out the window, it feels like time has stopped.” I joined him in his observation and endeed it did. Deep thoughts of an eight year old at 06.55 a Friday morning. Deep thoughts of anyone at 06.55 any morning. Now…

Mothers and mums

Today it is my mum’s birthday. My beloved mother, who I once, at 13, called “bit**” to her face. I only did it that one time and if looks could kill… I would not be here to write this post. My mum is as far from a “bitch” one can come. She is there, always….

Fathers and dads

Saturday, a second cousin to my children made a speech to her father turning 50. She’d realized that many her friends were quite angry with their fathers as they had never been part their life. She had the best dad and she celebrated him for being that. I also have the best dad, a man…

Morning walk

Happiness comes in different forms and sizes for us all. For me it came this morning, with a late start, bit of sun and a walk with my darlings.

What is WRONG with me?

The answer to the question might be “a lot of things”. The Mr and I have always, consciously or not, wanted our children to be independent and self going. As soon as the Mr took over the parental leave for the second son, we have been on the right track (Fabian was extremely cautious with…

Younger peeps

There are few things I see as more interesting and giving than to have the respect and confidence of a teen. To be handed the possibility to be a sounding board to a teenager’s honest thoughts and feelings must be absolutely brilliant. One must feel like Yoda. Like a bottomless well of wisdom. The tricky…

Company

I remember once, when Sam was maybe 8-10 months. We were off to a pet zoo and we were having such a good time. I remember that I truly appreciated to be with my awesome little dude, and I mean I really, really enjoyed his company. Yesterday it was time again (don’t get me wrong,…

Ears

It is time again for F to have an ear infection. It always comes when he has a cold. It hurts in his ear and in my heart 😦

He had me at “hello”

A while back I read Zlatan Ibrahimovic‘s autobiography (written together with author David Lagercrantz) and I enjoyed it. Maybe I didn’t think it was the most well written, but I still enjoyed it. What really captured me, and what made me determined to always respect one of the world’s most talented soccer players, was his…

Excersice

After the half marathon in June last year, I have not moved much other from some intervals and shorter runs for a 10 k that never happened. To be fair I do virja yoga and walk some k’s every day with the dog, which shows that I am not totally lazy, but still. To ski…

Sometimes

Sometimes. Not often, but sometimes I wish I’d chosen a different path in life. Do you think that as well? Or is it only me? Do you wonder where you had been if you only had/hadn’t. And do not get me the “you can always choose what life you want from now-on- crap”, because kids…