So, I finally gave in yesterday after lunch I decided to go home and rest. The blizzard just kept going and sadly the trains home, did not. Just my luck. I got home after a never ending journey of waiting, freezing, did I mention it is 10 F (-12 celcius) outside and a storm so I felt like finding a dead animal I could gut and crawl inside to find heat. #starwars #dicaprio
I did not find any animal so I had to freeze until I got home. Gotta love public transportion in Sweden…
So I got home and after digging my way thru the glaciar that was once my driveway and I realized that no car could park here. The town is’nt big enoug for both of us. One had to go and it was not me. So with a fever in my body I would have attacked this dispickable natural disaster called Snow with some sucsess, if not my darling children had played with the shovel somewhere outside before they left home for a week. The shovel was gone after all so I took a spade and started working. I felt like I was digging myself out of Alcatraz with a plastic disposable spoon… needless to say I gave up and went in to slip in to something More comfortable.
Don’t how it always is that as soon as I get sick, I age 45 years and I end up looking like I just got lost from a nursing home. My face melts in to a sad mess, my hair is a disaster and my clothes are just so sad. But comfort is key while in bed right?
I can not be the only one?
I woke up at 5am today feeling pretty pumped about getting to work early and get things done. Got there after taking a wrong turn (having a blonde moment maybe or just goldfish brains?) and ending up walking 10 minutes extra in the blizzard that hit Stockholm last night. It was freaken freezing and after a couple of hours I started to feel a little feverish and after 7 hours I decided to call it a day and go home.
I promised myself to go home and rest and you who know me know I do not do well doing nothing so I decided to only, ONLY go find the box with my jeans in them. I still have not found the box and I am stuck with the jeans I have.
However, I did end up finding all my summerdresses so I am set for June (yay….) and my favourite pair of ugly, but oh so comfortable pink leopard sweatpants that are now about 8 sizes to big but I will never let them go. I love them more then Rose loves Jack, so not letting go.
What are your wardrobe ugly favorite? I know I can not be the only one…
That said I am off to bed with NyQuill and hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.
In out new house we found this old bench from a school. I just knew I had to keep it and I decided it got to be toystorage for my little boys. I love the way it looks all old and used. It gives the room a retro feel.
Not only is it cute it is reused. Love recykled items. Not sure if I should give it a bit of a makeover or leave it as it is.
What do you think?
According to Facebook’s very scientific and always accurate tests, I am going to have 6 kids. Are those children biological only or does all children you have lived with count? If they do then Facebook is right and I have fulfilled Facebook’s commands when it comes to having children. Otherwise… ???
This week and next week… could they get any more hectic? Probably, but I am hoping they won’t. This Friday I am handing in my last exam for school this year and on Saturday it is time for the big move!
On Monday I start my internship with one of the biggest hospitals in Sweden and I am so excited and happy about the opportunity I have to come work with them. Also, I am a bit nervous about making mistakes, but then, who is perfect at the beginning? I always try not to think about being nervous because it is all about the good vibes right? I like to keep good thoughts and vibes in my mind so that good things can come my way and I will be in a state to recognize the opportunities that can come along. Preparation is key so as long as I can find my clothes, make up and handbag, I should be fine. And shoes… shoes would be great.
But when I am busy some things get to take the backseat and right now it is food. Who’s cooking? Not me, I manly live of cottage cheese and energy drinks. The cottage cheese in front of the computer and books and the energy drinks while packing. Look at me – health impersonated. lol #donttrythisathomekids
Ok so we are officially on our last week in the old house (townhouse) and in a week we should be spending our first night in the new house!
I am so excited and equally stressed to get it all done, since I also have an exam due of friday next week.
The new house is in great condition and all we have to do is to put our own touch to it to make it feel like home. Can´t wait, but I have to because life is so busy and I have 10 weeks of internship coming up the first week after moving and the same week my daughter has 4 shows of Moana to perform. Ah! So many things to do!
But, decorating the house will have to take the backseat for a while and that is ok. All in good time. Patiens in my strongest feature… not!
I am telling you that weight is not my strongest side… No really. I have always been on the chubby, lets be honset, the fat side.
Having four kids and six pregnancies that all added weight to my body did not help. All my pregnancies that went full term I gained between 50-70 lbs. And having being pregnant 6 times in less than 6.5 years does not make losing weight between each baby easy and lets face it… Except from the first child where I did lose all the babyweight, it has all just piled on, and on… and on.
Now my youngest child is 3.5 years and it could not be called babyweight anymore, just weight.
But I have now lost all the babyweight and then some mostly due to stress that has caused me to lose all of my appetite. I am back to my highschool weight but interesting enough 3 jeansizes smaller than I was then… How did that happen?
Anyway, rambling on. I just needed some inspiration today to stick to my goal on reaching my goalweight before my youngest son turns 4 this summer and the scale is not moving at all (only up like 2 lbs lately). It is a bit discouraging but I know I just need to stick to it.
My appetite is coming back now and that is good I guess, but I still want to reach my goal. So just seeing how fare I have come is a good motivation. The before picture is actually NOT at my heaviest weight, but about 20 lbs lighter than fall 2016.
The last pounds is a bitch I heard… well, lets slap her in the face for once. 😉
And how is it that my butt and waist is shrinking but my head is growing? Must be my brain expanding from all the studying. 😛
How did you lose your babyweight or the last stubborn lbs?
For all of you hard working, tired moms and dads trying to stay awake while your kids are all over the place trying to play with you and you are crying insede for some rest? This my friend, could save your life. Take is from one who has raised 6 children.
This is a must see.
Good morning lovelies! Monays are one of my favourite days. Why? Routines maybe. However there is a serious lack of routines when you are less than 2 weeks from moving houses. The house is a mess and it drives me crazy.
Went to Lidl to pick up some boxes to pack in since we are using a lot more boxes than we planned. Shocker right?! 😛
I also pack everything in the way I want them to be in the new house i.e not just shoving things in to boxes, but planning what goes in what box and what room the box is going in. I color code all the boxes so that come movingday, it is going to be easier knowing what goes where and what is in the boxes.
That also includes not packing any clothes or seasonal clothing that is dirty. So I am currently washing the kids rainsets so I can pack them as I am trying to get some studying done too. Busy bee here!
And I finally got myself a new hat. My darling daughter borrowed the one I decided to buy after years of trying to justify the price. And now it is nowhere to be found. Unless it shows up while moving, I guess I am not the only one who wanted that beanie… It really ticks me off when the childrens clothes get stolen in school. It would not be the first time. Last year my sons winter jacket got stolen and I got furious! How can a parent not notice if their kids come home with a “new” jacket or any kind of clothing labeled with another childs name and phonenumber? And if they do notice, why will they keep it and not bring it back? Any good answers to that?
My daughter and her friends got in the habit of borroing eachothers shoes and jackets after school and I quickly put an end to that since it is a conflict bound to happend. So did I notice her “new” shoes? Yes! Did we return them and got hers back? Heck yes… ok, getting sidetracked here… I really like my new one. Lets hope I get to keep it.
Behold the mess… And yes… the tree is still up.
Never move dirty clothes. The last thing you want is to start of washing everything in your new house.
If you have kids you just have to read the title to understand what I am talking about. One day your little angel will start talking and saying the sweetest things that makes your heart grow and overflow. (I rhymed. How cool am I?)
Suddenly that cute little thing will open its mouth and say something that makes you blackout. One of the following thoughts might cross your mind.
- Where did you hear that word? And then you realize it was from you… Good job.
- How do I get away of this situation?
- “That is not my kid.”
- If you deny whatever was said, it will make it worse… keep digging or say nothing.
- What if someone believes what he/she just said?
- All of the above.
I have been there so many times having 4 kids and 2 stepchildren (now adults), I should have gotten an olympic medal for surviving all of this.
So, to make you feel like a better parent I am giving you 5 embarrasing mom moments in this video. Enjoy and remember there is always someone worse than you 😉