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.

“Your mind had understood, but your heart hasn’t”

It was a colleague who said those words to me last week. I expressed my feelings of seeing my last boy being in his high for his independence. With Sam it was easier, maybe because of the fact that I still had another one coming. It was so I almost didn’t notice it. But now….

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…

We ❤️ Paris

Late yesterday evening, with the help of an ex football pro who played with Kevin De Bruyne in Genk we arrived to the wonderful hotel Belleval. Today we are excitingly scouting for all the bargains on our way to Mona Lisa.

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,…

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…

Friends

Today we had a play date with one of my high school friends and family. With we I mean the dogs. Buddy haven’t had so many play dates due to his parents. I’m devastated over this fact, when I see how good he is. Buddy, Tesla and Sansa had a great time – and so…

The best

Sam bought the family the best Christmas gift ever – a chess game. Chess?! The closest I’ve come to understanding chess is watching all episodes of The Queens Gambit. Chess has always frighten me. The pieces are many, have funny names and can go in different directions – all in different ones. It’s all just…

Proud, prouder, proudest

We barely made it home from our lunch date when our soccer app provided us with the news that Fabbe scored in his first ever game with youth aged 19. He was substituted in the 85th minute and scored in the 90th. I screamed (as I usually do when it comes to soccer) and was…

When things don’t turn out

Sometimes things don’t turn out as you think. But then you can bake. With your son. When done you enjoy your fika.

History repeats itself

I remember it as it was yesterday. The Mr and I was leaving the hospital with our firstborn for the first time. The midwife (or if it was a nurse) said: “Don’t forget, now you have a new boss.” At the time I got offended (of course), which I didn’t show (could have happen). I…

Flawless or not

To be a teenage parent is hard. Harder than I ever expected. I would be a huge fan of any software you could run in their brains so they are ready by default. My current task is to support in the things, the things I thought I made clear long before (and so many times…

Happiness is a question

Happiness comes in different forms. Like a question from a boy. A boy, tall like a man but still a boy. A question that shows he’s thinking about his future and that he wants something.

When kids are OK

There are so many reasons why I love this clip. First Walk of Earth are super talented (alternative fact/opinion). Ed Sheeran is brutally talented in writing good songs (alternative fact/opinion). But foremost I LOVE the fact that they have one of their (no not that it is everybody’s baby, but someone’s in the group) baby…

Perks of parenthood

Although one might not think it reading my latest posts, there are perks of being a parent too. One of the greatest gifts is to take part of and enjoy the interests and development of your kids. Yesterday it was the annual futsal cup in our area. I think Fabian has played it every year…

Expectation management

In communication and especially in change communication, the most important thing to manage, is expectations. This is the fine act of balancing marketing and selling hypes with reality. In parenting this doesn’t happen too often. Simply because there is no one responsible but yourself for the change to come and as human beings we tend…

Nostalgia strikes a cord

Two more gifts to wrap. Then we are done. Tomorrow we have a teenager in the house, but something says he moved in this summer. Our tall, smart, kind, loud, emotional boy turns 13 tomorrow and I am just about to send his father a link to film I made with old and new photos…

Supernova

It’s a challenge, this life thing. Especially if you, as myself, demand progress. Particularly of myself. I love myself, but not so much that I don’t think there’s room for improvement. These areas of improvement are getting very clear as the kids develop. Great catalysts they are. The children. Love ’em for it even if I for sure…

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…

Bragging 

Talking about emotions and how one feels is not easy for all. It is a skill one often needs to be taught. But a skill that makes you learn a lot about yourself and can teach a thing or two to others. I, personally, live close to my feelings. I have the full spectrum, like…

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)….

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…

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….

Out in the cold

I decided to join the kids at school today. I asked Fabian yesterday if there was any particular class he really wanted me to join and he clearly stated “PE”. So I planned the day accordingly.  This morning when I shared my plan our oldest response was: “What?! wait?! Once more, are you coming to…

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…

OK USA

So we did my dream vacation. I always wanted to go to Disney World as a kid and never came (not until I was 16 and it wasn’t really the same). So I decided that I one day would take my kids there. And I (no, not he Mr), if I ever was to marry,…