Seven years ago
It was untypically mild on that Saturday in London seven years ago today. Big M and I met up in Hyde Park and went for a walk, followed by coffee at Ottomezzo on Westbourne Grove (they have since moved...
View ArticleBalcony moments. Or: please keep that guilt to yourself
I had a conversation with my mother-in-law recently, during which she referred to those days when the kids are really small and you sleep way too little as ‘those days with balcony moments’. You know,...
View ArticleUp all night
We are back – and with us the dreaded jet lag. Funnily (not really funny) though, it seems to only have affected the Pea. Whilst the rest of the family could happily snooze day & night, the Pea...
View ArticleHappy birthday, Little L
Do you know that poem about how you don’t own your children? When I read it for the first time, pregnant with Lil’ L, a little more than five years ago, I found it hard to comprehend. How would I not...
View ArticleOne year ago today
It’s a year ago today. The day I chose to go into hospital to have my baby cut out of me. The day I had the most amazing birth imaginable. After the traumatizing experience I had with Little L, I...
View ArticleCoping with two: How hard can it really get?
After 15 months of virtually no sleep, my friend D and his wife decided to call in the big guns: a sleep trainer had been appointed, and finally, rest returned to the sleep deprived family. I an...
View ArticleAlone on a paddleboard on the ocean
You know, when they tell you that this trip you are about to embark on can change your life. When you laugh a little and shrug it off, half amused and half scared that maybe, it will. Because how can...
View ArticleNo country for young women
My 4-year-old came home from school the other day, declaring that girls couldn’t be doctors. They had to be nurses. Only boys could be doctors. Although I have been fuming about the idea that someone...
View ArticleStuff Lil’ L (4) says
Lil’ L: And if I have a baby boy, I am going to call him Jesus. Jesus is a nice name (pauses). I know, (face lights up) and when he’s dead, he’s going to have another little angel Jesus to play with in...
View ArticleBlog your dreams
There must be some truth to it if it’s written on a T-shirt, right? Sorry, I just couldn’t resist. I had a couple of lousy days with one child vomiting, another one having a bit of an attitude problem...
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