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”…
Tag: Children
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…
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…
Proud as only a mother can be
Today my sons and a friend decided to have a flea market. Our village is not big so I didn’t expect much, but I though “as long they are having fun”. Said and done. They collected toys that they do not use anymore. Put them on a table and starting to sell. As said our…
All they need is love
It is so clear that the only thing our children want is our time and ability to be here and now. Yesterday, for the first time in a long (two, maybe three, months) time, I read to my children. It has always, since they were really small, been something we have done at bedtime. That…
Big smile for the camera
OK, a lot of kids and soccer at the moment. Look at these cuties from the soccer camp the other week. Ours is the one to the bottom left.
That ol’ saying
In Sweden we have this saying “One shall hear a lot, before the ears fall off.”, meaning that sometime you cannot believe what people are telling you. Today was one of those days. I will tell you as much that it has to do with what tricks people are willing to take just to secure their…
We all wish
Yes, we all want the best for our children (although I lately have brutally awakened to the fact that some parents that doesn’t give a rat’s ass about theirs, but I choose to believe that they a minority). Anyway, my hope is that my children are happy. That they dare to do the things that…
Taking responsibility
Oh, what it makes me happy when my children (at the moment mostly the older) takes responsibility. Like taking that shower I asked him when I went to yoga. And preferably before I came back. And the joy when he had. Love it
T as in family
It is clear that all things are relative. Would I entitle my family (me, my parents and sister) as close? Maybe not, but still… yes, very. In the family I was brought up in we fight a lot (but way less now then before) but maybe we were just loud. We do not call each…
Ruined beauty sleep
It only took one night to swoop me back in time, when sleep was hard currency on the black market. F woke up with a enormous ear infection pain (I would say that his pain thershold is far lower than his brother’s, but on the other hand far above my own) and for a half…
Why worry?
I hate it, but I guess it is human. I worry. I worry way to much about my children. I must stop. But how. And now I got a hip pain after today’s run. Life sucks. Kind of. Not really. But I need my “shrimp sandwich” back (that is what we Swedes say when you…
Seriously Handelsbanken & pedophiles, serioulsy
Do you see the picture in my header. I can’t, thanks to pedophiles and other sick people, I use on my debit card. A picture of my own children and a great memory from a fantastic day. It apparently contains provocative, sexual or nude motives. I do not want any child to be exposed to…
Words are not enough
One’s children, just as beings, are (mostly) something totally indescribable (in a good way). And then they start reading. To experience when one’s child starts to master the art of reading, can not really be described in words. When a combination of signs turn into sounds, turn into meaning is magic. You can actually see your…
Christmas getting closer
Christmas is getting closer. I love this time of year, thee Christmas tree will move in this week-end. I think I love this time because I am a sucker for having it cosy. Lit candles and a fire in the fireplace (preferably with snowstorms outside) all this . To create a warm and safe feeling…
All you need is love
Tired, as one only can be after driving in 1.5 hrs through the worst of rains. Just after flying in from Amsterdam after 3 days of meetings. Coming home to the best of worlds. Two children so happy to see me (!) and who continue to show their affection through kisses and cuddles all evening….
To see
It is so easy. In theory. To be a parent. All they need is to be seen. To be confirmed. I am happy and proud that I have fund my way, in my everyday. Don’t missunderstand, my children don’t get there will through. Quite the opposite. But I respect their feelings.
Practice makes perfect
Words can probably not describe the Mr’s happiness that at least one of his offsprings have taken football to his heart (at least for now). Ever so often they go into the garden to practice. Fabians shots has become better, both stronger and more precision. I see the dream in the Mr’s eyes. One day…
Windy Varberg
Today’s outing was Varberg. And what a windy day it was. Perfect for surfers. We saw a number of kite surfers hitting the waves. The destination for our execursion was Varberg fortress. We ran out of time for the vampire exhibition :(, but the Bockstens man and a dramatized tour of the fortress we did….
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