Wedding Bells
On Sunday we celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary. It would have been lovely to have the baby then but it seems it takes after its mother and is super lazy.
Jul 23
On Sunday we celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary. It would have been lovely to have the baby then but it seems it takes after its mother and is super lazy.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the birth itself and the following are some snippets of what I want to include in my birth story when I call my sister in Sydney and tell her The Big News:
Midsummer is all about nature, feeling the sun on your skin, the coming summer and sticking wildflowers in your hair. We will drink, eat, sing and dance, yes just another Friday in Sweden.
I’m amazed at two things about this event that 1) someone had the audacity to steal from a tired looking 8 month pregnant women and that 2) I basically saw him do it but didn’t react.
Phone calls we made, plans we drawn up, plastic groceries were bought. All of Tina Sparkles urban planning skills were put to the test, I mean we hardly have room for our own kitchen, let alone a kitchen within a kitchen.
"You who stole my laundry key, may your balls burn in hell!"
May you wake up to the sweet sound of the chirping birds,
May the morning sweet and fresh breeze hit your ears.
May you have someone you love, serve you morning tea.
There are many very scientific methods of gender prediction, mainly based on old wives tales and all of which have been proven to be 100% correct. And considering I'm an old wife, I totally love thinking about it.
She comes home singing little Swedish songs of which I have no clue to what she is trying to sing. I don’t think she has much of clue either judging by her ad hoc avant garde Bartok inspired melodies she comes up with.
The time had arrived. Our paternity money had run out and our bank manager thought it best that we both return to full-time work. It was time to look at day care options...