Today I got a slip in the mail to go pick up a registered letter. I figured it was just confirmation that the Swedish immigration authority had received the application for citizenship I sent them last week, so I didn’t get around to going down to the gas-station-slash-post-office until just before dinnertime. Imagine my surprise,… Read More Well, slap my face and call me Swedish!

Tage has, in the past few weeks, mastered the skill of walking down our long, winding staircase all by himself. He sets off downstairs without the slightest bit of trepidation these days, but I haven’t yet been able to get rid of my mother worry and I can’t make myself stop hovering. Last night after… Read More Fledgling

I suppose it’s about time I posted so that people don’t start thinking I went off and had the baby without mentioning it. Rest assured that I will post ASAP once the little one makes his/her appearance, but until then, just be thankful that I’m sparing you all the whining and moaning and impatient ranting… Read More Checking in

Late last night a perfect rainbow arced across the sky in our neighborhood. Though our camera isn’t sophisticated enough to capture the beauty of the colors, it did offer up a fairly good representation of the ’round-the-clock daylight we have this time of year. This picture was taken just before midnight:

My citizenship application is signed, sealed, and on its way to be delivered to Migrationsverket, the Swedish immigration authority. Some changes were made to the application process beginning April 1 of this year, and since then the wait for a decision has been less than a month (rather than as much as 18 months, as… Read More More waiting

It seems that “acquisition” is the name of our game lately. Last week it was the stroller, then a couple of days later we went to town and, at long last, bought a clothes dryer. It was delivered yesterday evening and already I can tell that it’s going to revolutionize this housewife’s life. The whole… Read More Tuesday

Years behind almost everyone else, Olof and I finally saw Big Fish this afternoon. Not being a big fan of Tim Burton (yeah, yeah, so sue me), I was prepared to be underwhelmed, but instead I was captivated. If you haven’t seen it, you should. It turned out to be one of the best movies… Read More Saturday

Depending on how you do the calculations, I have four different due dates. The earliest — thus my favorite — is July 8 and the latest is July 17. A full-term pregnancy is said to be anywhere from 37-42 weeks long, and if we use my favorite date as a starting point, I am exactly… Read More Impatient

I’m not in the mood to write a real post, so I’ll direct you to Mosaic Minds, where we’ve got a brand-new issue chock-full of great content, then try to distract you further with a picture of my big belly, taken this afternoon.

I am so tired I feel like I could just fall over asleep at any moment. Every time I lie down and try to get comfortable, though, the baby gives me a jab to the bladder and I have to get up to go pee. I don’t think I’ve slept any longer than two hours… Read More Gestational Narcolepsy