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London mum, writer and amateur illustrator. Hopes to navigate through motherhood without losing herself.
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Tag Archives: little L
The end of broodiness
Already as a child I was sure about wanting to become a mother one day. I always had a very distinct wish to become pregnant, give birth, care and love for the fruit of my loins. Even if that would … Continue reading
Under my umbrella ella ella
Bouncing to the sounds of Rihanna through the kitchen this morning with little L on my arm, I realised that this was ‘our’ song. We had only started dating when I boarded a plane to go to Stockholm to see … Continue reading
Why walk when you can run?
We passed a major milestone in the Met Mum household. Little L started walking. Or rather, running… Have a lovely weekend, you all! Tweet
Happy Birthday, little L!
The day you were born was the first day of spring after a long winter with lots of snow. You are the sunshine of our life, even when you are having a rainy day. Tweet
Happy Mothering Sunday!
Sunday lie-in, breakfast with prosecco, a lovely card and a white azalea. Don’t you love Mothering Sunday? I remember how disappointed I was last year that I just about didn’t make it. Little L was scheduled to pop out any … Continue reading
Under the weather
I am feeling a bit under the weather. Coming home from a long and sunny holiday does that to me. Plus, I miss my husband. I like spending time together as a family. And as a couple. Oh, and it … Continue reading
Where the Iguana lives
Long before the French and the English fought over Saint Lucia (‘ownership’ of the island changed 14 times in between them), this beautiful place was called “Where the Iguana lives”. And if the lizards don’t stop drowning themselves in our … Continue reading
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Tagged big M, family, little L, St Lucia, vacation
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What’s in your bag?
Have you ever wondered how often the girls working at the airports’ security scanners really need to check the contents of your bag? And how often they are just curious to know what’s inside? If I were one of them, … Continue reading
Gottegris
One of my favourite Swedish words: Gottegris. Translated word by word it means candy pig. But it can be interpreted as ‘someone who has a very sweet tooth’. Tweet
There’s a place called Kokomo
Argh. Argh. Aaargggghhhhh. Can you hear that? With every move I make my rusty bones make a cracking noise, stiffened by snow and the cold, wintery humidity. Even worse: my energy and lust for life seems to have been buried … Continue reading
