Reasons to celebrate

reasons to celebrate (with a pool) | THE DOOR IN THE WALL

We just create them! A ‘bachelor’ party for my boy just before he turned into a big brother, being exactly one meter tall, the last day being 3, because it’s your doll’s birthday. Small celebrations, usually just with cake or ice cream.

I love small family traditions. I truly hope that when they are old(er) and look back at their life they don’t think I’m an over emotional mother that just needed an excuse to eat cake, but really have happy memories.

This time it was his last free weekend before school starts. He chose a pool and felt special. And he has every right to do so.


I made a ‘little’ photo journal. 

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Life with hormones

I’m pregnant.

Everybody’s jumping up and down. Because it’s good news and people dig good news. Like me. Over the moon. Names, baby baskets, knitted bloomers. All set. Until week 6. When hormones kicked in. If you read our blog, you must have noticed.

Damn did I forget how bad a woman can feel. Totally indoctrinated by hCG. All day nausea. Throwing up everything everywhere. Sleeping also everywhere. Lying in bed alone crying. 24/7 thoughts of food. Hunger that can’t be satisfied, because if so, you’re throwing up immediately. Funky smells popping out of thin air. Screaming when there’s nothing to scream about. O my fucking **** do I hate this phase. No pink bubble for me here. 

I knew all of this. But I forgot. 

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Ruby Rascal

ruby rascal

What is it with negative experiences hanging around in your head longer than  the positive ones? Or negative thoughts about yourself, what you did, who you are. It’s just how our (or should i say my) brain works. Negative versus positive 1-0.

Yesterday I came home. Happy to see my people again. J running around in our tiny garden and B making diner. After a while I asked how things were at daycare. B said her teacher told him that they call her Ruby Rascal. Pushing the limits (or other kids). Do unacceptable things and wait for the other to respond while making eye contact. Defending her stuff with her whole body as if it’s a pot of gold. You know?!

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