Today has physically and mentally been a long day. Even though it didn’t turn out the way I imagined, I’m so grateful for another year. You see, today is my birthday. 25 years ago my life started and I’m so grateful to have turned 25. Even though the number always scares me a little bit every year. But the thing is – I don’t feel 25. I guess it’s because I had this imagine of how 25 would feel and look like from a young age. And now that it has arrived, I don’t feel a day over 20, maybe 21. It’s like time stopped 5 years ago, even though it didn’t.
My plans today were having a huge breakfast, taking my son to daycare and then continuing the day with my daughter. I planned to meet my mum and we would have coffee and cake. I would take her home to my house and cut her hair, pick up my son and start dinner. I wanted my brother to come visit us and we would all have cake together, and maybe I would open some presents. All of this never happened because it couldn’t. And even though we plan, God plans as well and He is the Best of Planners.
Today didn’t happen has I imagined but I’m still so grateful for the family I’ve got, for my two healthy children who even at hard times bring a smile to my face, and for another year. God willing, I will have many more to come with my family by my side.
This past Monday we celebrated our son’s first birthday. Can you believe a year has gone by so fast? I cannot. I can’t believe my baby boy is one. It seems as if it was yesterday that we rushed to the hospital – a car ride that seemed would never end. And a few hours later he entered this wonder, crazy world. Two days later we were home, all alone, just us three. It was the weirdest feeling in the world suddenly having a tiny human being to take care of. Just you and your partner. But I think we managed quite well, if I may say so myself. Just look at us now, a year later. Still learning but we are an amazing little family and I can’t wait to expand. But for now one is more than enough.
I decorated as little as I could but someone’s first birthday should be celebrated, even though he won’t remember any of it. I guess the celebration was more for me, and maybe also my mum.
I was baking and cleaning since the morning and even though we were only 8 people, I managed to bake up some scones, carrot muffins and a banana bread. All well received, even though the scones looked like bread to be honest. But the banana bread was definitely a success.
I had a slideshow going on in the background on the TV. Pictures all from the day he was born until now. And I also picked out 13 pictures that I hung between two doors with a big one sign over them. He also got a puzzle for 1-4 year olds & a book about ‘Finding Dory’ from my mum, a new toy from my best friend and a sled from my brother and dad.
Hopefully this year things will slow down a bit. Until next year!
Ok, maybe I’m exaggerating, but I’ve not had the best 48 hours. Everything went downhill since Wednesday night and now I’m sitting here on the living room floor with the worst headache since this afternoon.
I don’t want to keep on dragging this complain wagon any longer, and I will try to look at life from a more positive way.
Even though we don’t celebrate Christmas, I do want to give something back to my family, especially my mum. And since this is a time of year where people usually meet, I ended up buying some gifts for my family.
It was most natural for me to buy something hair related since I work at a salon. So both my brothers will receive a shampoo. My oldest brother will also get a 3D puzzle I thought was so cool, maybe even something I should have bought for myself. And my brother in between will get a sports t-shirt. I still have my parents but I’ve got them covered with something.
I’m off to bed hoping to sleep away this awful headache. I have to be up, ready and back at the salon by 9 am, so good night.
My day started off like any other day. No pancakes or coffee in bed even though that’s the ultimate dream. I went on doing some housework and making dinner for my guests that evening.
I was greeted with flowers and a basked full of fruit. At 6pm we started eating my homemade meatballs, chicken with rise and potato salad. Everything tastes twice as good when you know how much effort you put in to it.
We continued on playing uno, heads up and ping pong. And didn’t end up saying good night before 10.30 pm. It was a lovely evening spent with wonderful people.
Till next year.
It’s been so long since I’ve even opened my WordPress account, but don’t think I’ve forgotten about you. At least once a week I’ve been thinking about opning up my laptop again and start writing. But the starting process frightens me.
How do I begin? How much do I share?
These are some of the questions that run through my head. But I’ve always loved to write and this is a great platform to express yourself.
At least not a lot has changed here and it’s nice to be back hearing the clicking sound from my keyboard. I can’t really say the same about my personal life, because a lot has changed there. I guess you will know in time and when I’m ready to share bits and pieces of my life.
Today I got spoiled with cake, gifts and food. Since we’re leaving tomorrow for Italy we had an early birthday celebration with the closest family. I really didn’t ask for anything other then a couple of things I order weeks beforehand from Amazon. But I did wish for a cake which I got and it was by far the best cake I’ve tasted in a long time. And it was no other then a NUTELLA cake, like seriously.. that there just needed caps lock cause I didn’t even know it was possible. But Oma did it so good but I couldn’t manage more then one piece.
We had dessert before dinner and after opening some presents we ate chicken and three well made salads.
In the evening I finally got to drive our rented car up to Hohenpeissenberg where we saw the most beautiful sunset on the way down. I’m totally in love with sunsets because it’s such a beautiful end to a day. And every sunset I see always gets more beautiful which is hard to believe is possible, because just look at this..
And of course the ‘Kicker’ had to find it’s way out from the garage so it could be played on a couple of times.
Now I’m almost done packing for tomorrow and I’m so tired I’m about to fall asleep so I’ll end it here.
It’s finally here. Christmas. The countdown has begun for all, at least for us children. Children of any age. You know they say that you’re not really an adult before you’re childlike? So I think this is the perfect time to be a little child again.
I have never had a great relationship with Christmas, it has always been so distant. Growing up my family and I were different from others and I always wondered why. I was jealous of all the other kids. Christmas seemed like the most magical season of the year. I will never have real Christmas spirit, but I wish I had it and every year I try to get it. Watching old and new movies, listening to Christmas music, or baking with only candles lighting up the room. I never really seem to succeed but I do have a list over great Christmas songs played from the last decade.