Mr F broke his arm 1.5 hrs into the ski vacation in the Austrian alps. The Dock children and their skiing traditions… Never the less. The Mr and I discussed shortly if F should fly home by him self. And a couple of hours later they called. My loving parents. 80 years old, they come…
Tag: parents
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.
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…
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…
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
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…
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).
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…
Home sweet home
Today I took the boys to their grandparents and my family home. The weather was fantastic, the first day with summer temperature and spring really showed that it taking over nature. These facts and that my parents are putting their place out on the market to move to something smaller got me nostalgic driving there, Knowing that…
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”…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
Is it not strange, but sad
I am of the opinion that you can’t love everyone. I am also of the opinion that you can not take responsibility for how other choose to react to things. BUT I am of the opinion that if you do not like a person there is no reason to do and say things (bully) that…
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…
How freaking hard can it be?
To stand up, to set boundaries, to say no, to stick to a decision?! Our world are now being populated by horrible small creatures, who can’t take no for answer, argue a matter or stand up for themselves. And this only because their parents and other grown-ups around them don’t dare to show, that at…
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