Thirty-six
I am thirty-six today. I am the happiest I have ever been – truly ‘bien dans ma peau’.
All posts tagged: family
Who would you choose for me?
Being partly adopted, as a child I often wondered how life had turned out had my mother left me with my grandparents. Had I been the one to choose, I am sure my childhood would have turned out less wounding. Certainly, foster parents do a great job in a huge number of cases. But if […]
The man in Grandma’s bed
The knock on the door must have fallen on deaf ears. Taking a deep breath, I push the handle down and step inside, prepared to be overwhelmed by the sweet smell of rotten flowers and stale air. ‘Hello Grandma.’ I bend down and wrap my arms around the old lady’s shoulders, resting my cheek against […]
Random observations: London – Dusseldorf and back
My swanky lifestyle* required me to travel to Dusseldorf last week. This is (kind of) a travel report. In pictures. And colour. The journey started off rather civilized with a meal and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc. Boozing for lunch? You guessed right, I hadn’t left British territory by then. Ever since getting over the initial […]
Love love love
Grandma
Every time I picked up the phone to call my grandma during the past months, I dreaded that she’d fall asleep on the phone again, that she’d again confuse names, that her speech again was slurred and that again, I would feel her health and her spirits deteriorating. I found excuses not to visit her […]
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 have meant sleeping with my gay best friend or buying some Papa Frost sperm. Aged […]
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 the man who should become the love of my life. Big M picked me up […]
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!
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.