Yoga, good friends, lunches out

Those are the modest ingredients of an ideal holiday week at home for this mom.
Having the mornings all to myself opened up a tremendous and even a daunting palette of activity options..The worker mom identity pushes through first and makes a proposal to finally complete the house related "to-do list": clean the kitchen cupboard, bring kids winter clothes to the attic, search a company to clean your carpets, go renew your id card at the commune.. So the first day of the holiday is quickly and productively used. How sad and unimaginative. I am disappointed at myself. Do I really not have any other identity left of me? Over the morning coffee, I challenge myself for a little brain gym to remind myself of things I really enjoy most doing.. Practicing morning yoga, going for a power walk with a friend, having a fruit cocktail at the Terrace, trying out a new organic farm and eating lunch out..Now we are speaking! Nice to meet you again ME! 

Yoga, good friends, lunches out

Those are the modest ingredients of an ideal holiday week at home for this mom.
Having the mornings all to myself opened up a tremendous and even a daunting palette of activity options..The worker mom identity pushes through first and makes a proposal to finally complete the house related "to-do list": clean the kitchen cupboard, bring kids winter clothes to the attic, search a company to clean your carpets, go renew your id card at the commune.. So the first day of the holiday is quickly and productively used. How sad and unimaginative. I am disappointed. Do I really not have any other identity left of me? Over the morning coffee, I challenge myself for a little brain gym to remind myself of things I really enjoy most doing.. Practicing morning yoga, going for a power walk with a friend, having a fruit cocktail at the Terrace, trying out a new organic farm and eating lunch out..Now we are speaking! Nice to meet you again ME!

Scoop

I am not sure if it is the pregnancy hormones or spring fever that has kicked in, but I have the urge to share the good news with you: We are having a new baby in the summer ! And  the cherry to the cake: it is a little boy..I had hoped my two girls (now aged 5 and 2 already!) would be very excited about the idea of having a little brother. In reality, the older one is. The little one is actively ignoring any discussion of the baby despite the growing evidence that somebody  has invaded mommy's belly..The older one on the other hand has planned it all out already: she has a name for the baby, she has prepared list of do's and don't for the little sister to follow..My husband is of course all proud of his growing family..As for me, curiously enough, I feel like a narrator to the show despite being in the very centre. The afternoons with the girls are intensive with picking them up from creche and school, driving them to hobbies or playdates and admittedly the pregnancy has been a bit on the side lines..In fairness, I do practice regularly yoga and promise to sign-up for a refresher prenatal course, which I guess can be considered as baby time..? There are days of self-doubt when I wonder how on earth will we manage with three kids?? Will I be able to give enough love and individual attention to all three of them?? To be seen.. 

Scoop

It must be the spring fever that has kicked in, but I have the urge to share the good news with you: We are having a new baby in the summer ! And  the cherry to the cake: it is a little boy..I had hoped my two girls (now aged 5 and 2 already!) would be very excited about the idea of having a little brother. In reality, the older one is. The little one is actively ignoring any discussion of the baby despite the growing evidence that somebody  has invaded mommy's belly..The older one on the other hand has planned it all out already: she has a name for the baby, she has prepared list of do's and don't for the little sister to follow..My husband is of course all proud of his growing family..As for me, curiously enough, I feel like a narrator to the show despite being in the very centre. The afternoons with the girls are intensive with picking them up from creche and school, driving them to hobbies or playdates and admittedly the pregnancy has been a bit on the side lines..In fairness, I do practice regularly yoga and promise to sign-up for a refresher prenatal course, which I guess can be considered as baby time..? There are days of self-doubt when I wonder how on earth will we manage with three kids?? Will I be able to give enough love and individual attention to all three of them?? To be seen..