This past week has been a bit tuff around here. As I wrote in my last post I found out that I do have gestational diabetes and I have just been mentally and physically exhausted, to be honest. This lack of energetic surplus has made me feel like I've been a pretty shitty parent. I … Continue reading Dealing With the Big Bad Mommy Guilt
Abby swears and I don't really care. Yup, that's fucking right, folks. I am not going to spend too much energy correcting her, so called, bad language. There is a balance, of course. Too much swearing sounds ugly even in my ears, but unless she turns into a trucker with a full grown beard or starts … Continue reading WHAT THE F*CK, ABBY
As I described in my last post My Brother Was Not Okay, we recently went through a tragic episode in our life as we lost my oldest brother to suicide. In the days and weeks following the sad event everything was obviously very scarred from it. But what about now, as we have gotten a bit of distance from … Continue reading WHEN LIFE GOES ON
Two months ago I lost my beloved brother to suicide - 5 days after we got back to Denmark on our much anticipated holiday. A holiday that should have been followed by a happy story about fun, laughter and an abundance of positive family time. Instead, I am now posting the hardest blog I have ever … Continue reading MY BROTHER WAS NOT OKAY
The observant Scandiroo reader might have noticed a lag of posts from me lately. To be honest, I have struggled to find something to write about. You see, when I started this little blog of mine I wished to make it essentially about positive things going on in my life. You know, happy little stories about … Continue reading I GUESS WE CAN’T AVOID THE DOWNS AMONG THE UPS
It's so easy to climb into a bucket of self-pity and hide when life gets though and the days are more about survival than anything else. I should know, since I've pretty much lived half my life inside that bucket. With my very fragile mind, I am extremely vulnerable as soon as things start to get a … Continue reading I’ve Given Myself A Challenge
Other mums scare the sh*t out of me. Seriously. Before I became a mum I had this idea, that once I got my own baby I would automatically gain lots of friends with children of their own, because children attract children and most children come with cool parents, right?! Actually, it was one of the … Continue reading Where Was My Mummy Club Invite?