Waiting

The move is a month away and we’ll be waiting for two more months until this mysterious creature in my womb comes out for the world to love. ❤ These days I’m calling her the boxer since she seems to be throwing punches in my tummy after a good meal or a sweet cup of tea. “Talk to her”, my mother tells me. And so I talk to her, both in Romanian and in Norwegian, I tell her things like “Madde girl, I can’t wait to meet you! You sweet little thing, it must be dark and tight in there.” And she responds by kicking. I don’t know what else to say to her, besides the fact that we love her already, that she was longed for and that she’s our little miracle. And that I hate being pregnant, but I’m doing it for her. ❤

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Late November

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I don’t know about you, but I hate November most of all months of the year. It’s dark, rainy and cold. The trees are bare, the leaves turned brown a month ago and all I feel like doing is cancel all plans until May and snuggle up with cocoa and a good book instead. Continue reading

Diary

Half way into my pregnancy, life is busy and we can’t wait for Madeleine to be born. We’ve already got a bed and some blankets from friends, saved enough money for a pram and now we’re looking for a good armchair for breastfeeding. I was hoping we’d move by then, but my significant other is as thorough as I am impulsive, so things take time.IMG_8230.jpg Continue reading

Anxious nights

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I’m so not gonna be the kind of mother that worries all the time, I told myself. I’m going to be cool, like I was with the cats and I am with Sam. I’m gonna think that nothing bad could ever happen to my baby, not after all I’ve gone through to get her/him. That’s what I thought. The truth is I’m an anxious person and I’m on max dosage of medicine to be able to deal with that on an everyday basis. I almost have a panic attack if a looney gets on the bus, I hyperventilate if a drunk seats himself next to me, you get the idea. I finally found out why mingling with the wrong crowd drains me of energy- it’s because if there’s no chemistry, anxiety kicks in.  Continue reading

Sunny Days

 

 

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After a gloomy August and a handful of rainy days in the beginning of September, the sun is out again and all of a sudden, life is so much easier to live. I’m done with two weeks in court in a horribly boring case, done with a mind-numbing written translation, so my will to live is stronger than ever- I must sound suicidal, in reality I’m only very very blasé. Continue reading

September Already

 

Where did summer go, I wonder. These days I’m looking for my autumn coats to wrap myself in and keep warm on chilly mornings. 😉 I’ve been nauseous for a period and crazy busy on top of that, which is always a horrible combination. But now it seems I can breathe a little more and I’m getting ready for a long weekend in London at the end of September. First and foremost it’s for a school project where I need to follow an interesting person over a couple of days and so I chose my friend Lavinia. Second it’s to get a break from routine and third- it’s my birthday!

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