Olof just took a call from a woman at the Tax Authority who said that she had our application for the baby’s name in front of her, and she just wanted to make absolutely sure that we really intended to call our child Brynja.  He assured her that was indeed our intention.  Even the government… Read More Everyone’s a critic.

The weather hasn’t really been too bad, but there has been a lot of new snow in the past couple of days.  Several inches at least.  And as much as I hate winter and wish it would just go away already, I have to admit that I welcome the snow a little, if only because… Read More In like a lion

The poor babe got her first cold, days shy of turning three weeks old, and she’s miserable.  Or, I suppose, it’s me who’s miserable, looking at and listening to her.  To be honest, she doesn’t seem much fazed by it, not yet having the life experience to make judgments such as “sick equals bad.”  Other… Read More Blah

I ordered a couple of new nursing bras, a pair of earrings, and a few CDs on eBay last week (honestly, there is nothing you can’t buy there — I hardly shop anywhere else these days), and the goods have started rolling in. Today’s haul was one of the bras and the new Pat Monahan… Read More Bra = bra

The kids usually get really cranky and annoying around bedtime, and last night was no exception. As we were all heading upstairs, Lydia and Tage were arguing about something and she pushed him, saying, “What’s your problem?” “No,” I snapped, fed up. “What’s your problem?” Not wanting to be shorted, Petra chimed in then. “No,”… Read More What, indeed?

It should go without saying that I’m not getting much time to myself these days. Because I have a wonderfully kind and loving husband, I do occasionally get to have a little lie-down on my own, but mostly I’m forced to sneak my “me time” in small doses. In the bathroom. With the door locked.… Read More Motherhood robs you of your dignity, it’s true.