All one needs is a spontaneous “Thanks! You’re the best mum in the word.” after finishing the day’s studying for Friday’s test in Law and order. It makes you forget the fact that he, two hours earlier, drove you mad for forgetting to make the homework due today AND “forgetting” to complete it as soon as coming home….
Tag: Children
I recognize it
I recognize the feeling from when he was six. Exhausted, dejected and sad. But still a piece of hope.
Stupid is that stupid does
Is it so that mankind, to survive, continues to lure herself that life follows a progressive path? Because it clearly doesn’t and, what is worse, I get surprised every single time. Life as a parent (ans maybe as a human being) is more one step forward and two steps back. I hardly had pressed the…
Not cut out for this shit
Kids, should I really have had them. Not because they are not spectacular. One (two) of a kind. The best. My everythings. But because I am not cut out for it. In periods I worry too much, far too much what is good for you (and most probably them, not that I tell them all)….
Happiness can also be…
… when the same teenager comes home from youth club only because he remembers his practice. And ALL by him self (or at least without parental guidance). Maybe that brain of his is more than just looks….
Memories & good choices
This little fellow showed up in my Facebook memories. 5 years ago. Oh, I cherish the fact that I worked 80% and gave a full Friday for 5 years or so to my princes. Fabian and I had a tradition of a weekly fika at a café of our choice. A 30 min or so only for…
Gahhhhhh!
Really?! REALLY?! REALLY?! I know, neither me or the Mr are Mensa material and neither is our kids. But is it too much to ask for a little brain activity. I know I shouldn’t but I get really scared when our offsprings show no mental capacity. This combined with lack of effort. OMG, where will…
Death as a constant companion
No, there is no known fatal decease around, luckily. But not having the boys around get me thinking of loosing them. The risk is as big (or little) as the sit in the neighboring room, but it gets so much more scary and more frequent (uninvited) companion in my mind when they are not around….
Happy Mother’s day – to me
It’s almost 13 years ago I became a mother. Kids have always been part of my “life plan”, but I never felt that strong conviction in my soul that I must become a mother – until the day I actually became one. From that day, they have been the most important beings in my life….
Mental mayhem
Snap! There it went. If my Wednesday was me accepting the mother-of-the-day-award. Today was when they ripped it out of my hands. A really disappointing encounter with Sam, led to public scolding to the extent a total stranger started to talk with me (remember folks, we are Swedish we never talk to strangers) and it…
Who on earth?
Yesterday, during lunch, the Mr reminded me that we once had julbord at the restaurant we were at. And I remembered. And, then I remembered that the kids were with us. Seriously, who in their right mind would let us have kids. Who allowed us into a restaurant at all? For sure, teens or 10…
Zlatan is in da house
In our family we have entered a new era. The era of young boys smelling gooood. For Christmas and birthday our sons got things to make them smell favourably. And it sure smells. Walking into F’s room is like walking into a mist of early manhood. I do wonder if anything is actually sprayed on…
12 years of bliss
Well, maybe not really, but more or less. My personality type focus on the positives. We have had our shares of downs and will continue to have it during the years to come (apparently that is what life is all about). But in retrospect we’ve handled them and that’s what matters, right? Yesterday he turned…
Redundant
I remember the times when all I asked for was 10 minutes by myself. Preferably doing something fun and semi-rewarding but I’d settle for alone-time in the bathroom. But not even that was possible. I also remembered the time when both of the kids where off on playdates and I got so much free time…
Mother’s day
The scent of the Lillies of the valley standing on the kitchen table reach my anosmia and reminds me that they summer together with the last day of school IS here (even if the whether tells me differently). Yesterday (Swedish Mother’s day) was spent at my childhood home (most probably for the last time) as my…
Naturally beautiful
I have not always appreciated nature. By all means, nature has always been close to me or vice versa and I have always been part of it. But have I appreciated it? It might be so that as it has been such a natural part of my life I have taken it for granted. As a photographer…
What to do
Somtimes I just want to hug my children and tell them that everything is going to be all right. So that is exactly what I do. #theonlywayicanbeaparent
Leadership
I got the best grade from our 12-year old the other day. We were to mention three characteristics about each-other. He said (about me): Happy, loves her family (can be an adjective in Swedish) and… proper. Happy, yes that’s what everybody says, no surprise there. Proper, apparently I’m fooling someone ;). But “loves her family” – dang. Straight…
Call me a bought crybaby, I do not care
I know this is content for Pandora jewelry. And I do exactly what they want me to do with it – share it. And I don’t ever care much for gems. I cried before the first frame was done showing. Kids, there aint nothing better.
An ordinary life
I belong to what people would call “the commoners”. I am not famous (not notorious either for that matter). I don’t have famous friends. I don’t have loads of money that can take me all the places I want to go (this I would like to have, not so much the money as being able to…
Soul food
Laying next to someone, reading a book (or a Donald Duck magazine), sharing some thoughts, stroking someone’s head, telling how important that person is, reminding them that you will always be around – if only a phone call away. That is what life is about. That is all I need to feel complete.
The constant repetition
The words comes constantly. Every morning. Every night. And usually somewhere in-between. The words words are: “I love you”. For me it is important to tell and show my kids they are the most important in my life. That I will always will be there for them. That they can count on me.
Everything is going to be fine
As a person I am quite demanding, I know. I am not ashamed of this, partly because I believe in both my own and other’s ability and alongside I try to meet my fellow humans with respect when demanding things of them. Since I can’t extract myself as a parent from my person I am naturally…
Keep one in your pocket
l looked through (as I do from time to time) old blog posts and I found some pics from March 2010. And what do they tell you? To always, ALWAYS have an “almost four year old” close to you. When you do, you look at life in a brighter way.
What did I just say?
Earlier today I was in contact with an old colleague. We had a short chat about life. I remember mentioning something about children are not the end of ones life, they merrily adds on a dimension to life. Dimensions that I, right now, gladly, would skip for the dimensions brought by a Martini from a sky…
It ain’t that easy
Just looked through a marvelous photography project of Johan Bävman called Swedish dads. While reading the different stories it becomes clear for me that sharing the very generous parental leave system should be a non-question in a country like Sweden. Like one of the interviewed, Loui Kuhlau, father said: “I have a hard time understanding why…
The perfect picture
Users of social media usually do their outmost to show a perfect picture of their lives. Most probably so do I. My life is perfect (or my life is much how I want it to be). I live it just like I want it. BUT I have a partner (who is not me) and children…
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…
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…
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….
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…
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.”
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…
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
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…
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…
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”…
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…
Louise Dock 