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….

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…

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…

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…

Another mother’s day

Very few have missed that my sons are my everything. The inspire me. They make me laugh and they are one of the reasons why I am happy. To share their successes and adversities creates an additional dimension of life. One that is not even possible to compare to anything else. Last night Sam was…

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…

Freckles and giggles

The spring sun has left traces on your nose and your voice, when asking if you can go with a friend home after school, is so full of giggles it all needs to come out. Thank you for being you. My love for you and your brother meets no end.

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.

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. 

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…

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…

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.

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…

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…

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…

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.”

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…

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  

Been blogging for a while

I started this blog in end of 2007, so for the fairness of it, let’s say 2008. That my friends, is six years. Six years of sharing more or less important widsoms and parts of my glamourous (irony) life. With a try of comic twist and half-bad English I have lens myself to friends, enemies…

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…

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…

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”…

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…

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.

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,…

Patience

It has been clear for some time that I have a need to practice my patience. So does my oldest offspring. It is very clear that when the two of us get inpatient at the same time (sometimes for the same reasons sometimes not) hell breaks out. I know as a grown up I have…

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…

Why on earth did I walk into this one?

Why is parenting so hard? Why? And why do I “fail” even if I know how I should do it? Fail = scream and shout. The kids room looks like shit, like shit. I could clean them for them, but I do not want to. Because they will need to know what they have and where…

Voices

The sound of two brothers, playing. In their imaginary world. What a treat. Right now I am very happy.

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…

Applause

I am proud over myself. Not so much for the fact that I today left a 12.5 year long (really ridiculous when I think about it) employment at one of the most well known brands in the world, IKEA. But I am proud over the fact that when I told my kids that today was…

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…

To be proud of

Tuesday morning. No stress. No chaos. Still a Tuesday morning where time flies. In the car to work I reflect over the fact that I chose a different direction than before. When Fabian chose to wear his grumpy 7-year old mood and making it our fault that he didn’t want to eat breakfast. Instead of…

Bursting

The love for my children. Its is strange how big, complex, endless, heartwrecking and fantastically fabolous it is. Everybody being a parent knows what I am talking about. Earlier this week it was on the rim of disappearing, today it is a bottomless well. When our boys are good they are better than great. When…

Happiness

Sometimes happiness can be ridiculously simple. Here is one example.

My darlings

The computer tells me it is time to get rid of some stuff from the hard drive, otherwise it will crash… I do not get rid of stuff, I save them somewhere else. This blog is a great place to save things, at least as long as the platform will live. Found these ones from…

When will it end?

I don’t know where I have been. Probably yelling my lungs off. From this day, I will really think twice, three or 100.074.663 times before I even consider to ask them to stop. And I will be sure to NEVER, EVER blame the older again, even if there are tangible marks of blood on little…

Why don’t I just shut up?

As a parent I have a hard time to not fall in to the advisory role. When sharing my advise I assume a lot of things (and you know, when you assume you make an ass out of you and me), including my way of looking at a situation/problem (but who says that the other…

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…