A quite delayed wrap up of last week, but I still think I had lots of good moments. What I didn’t have, though, was a pair of free hands to write them all down. Speaking of my post on Monday on the tough as well as the beautiful days of maternity leave, I had the most amazing day yesterday. Not because I got to go out and about and had my coffee to go. But because I had a baby, who got some sleep. Wrapped up, that is, on my chest and in my arms. But the many naps (also even though they typically lasted for just 30 minutes or, in one case, an hour) also meant that he cried way less than the past several days, seeing as the crying gets worse when he doesn’t get sufficient sleep. He winds himself up completely. This little human.
Enough on sleep and long arms! Let’s look at last week <3
Wearing little thin jackets – it’s coming to an end, right? We’ve really been needing the coats in our basement, but there’s too little time, man!
By the way, we’re not above taking advantage of all kinds of helpers in our everyday lives, speaking of time. Grocery shopping delivery. Meal boxes from Aarstiderne. Cleaning. One thing I do miss in my life, though, is a washing machine, my biggest wish for Christmas, but fitting a such one into our house would requires a complete makeover of the bathroom. But it would almost be worth it. God, I’m an adult, haha!
PS: how did our parents make it work?!
Well… I’m yet to receive a maternity gift from Adam. On one hand, I’ve been thinking that you can’t expect one (you should never be expecting any type of gift – in general, duty gifts aren’t fun to receive!). On the other hand, I do recall the beautiful ivory bracelet (not that politically correct, I know, but it was the ’80s!), which my dad gave my mum after she’d given birth to me. Even back then it was comme il faut.
I’ve told him straight. That I actually would like some sort of recognition for my performance. My (rough) birth. For him to take me hands, gaze into my eyes, deeply and intimately, and say that he’s proud, thank you for his son. Is that stupid? In some way to want a thank you? Haha! I mean, it doesn’t have to be objectified with gold and diamonds, but that wouldn’t harm, though, haha! No, a genuine thank you. A bouquet of flowers. But the challenge is that it actually means more when you don’t have to ask for it, right? But then it’s my job to open up my heart and receive whenever it comes. Even if it’s in six months.
The gold and diamonds I’ve taken care of myself now. I’ve always dreamt of a signet ring, and now I’ve designed one with Tine (with whom I also designed the heart-necklace). We’ve established the loveliest, warmest relation and I love her craft. I love that she has been key in creating some of the most important jewellery in my life. Wedding bands. My morning gift to Adam. And now my own maternity gift, from me to me. With our initials on the top and a stone for each of us down along the side. I’m excited to show it to you once it’s done!
In ten days I’m going to start doing post-natal training right here. Soft and self-lovingly. Yoga. With my baby. And I’m looking so much forward to it (and hope that he’ll find sufficient peace for us to actually go through with it – but if not, it’s located just around the corner from our house so we can go back home). To think that eight weeks have passed since the birth! Next week! I hope and think that we’ll pass the next check-up really well.
December, we’re ready for you!
I am so excited. I’m excited about the pine, about the candles, about the cookies I stuffed into my shopping basket the other day.
This made the tears well up in my eyes last week. Not just the two of them together. But that little hand. The connection that grow increasingly stronger between him and us. The eye contact. When he reaches out to touch my hair to pull me closer. When his little hand touches my chest. This symbiotic feeling, it’s starting to appear.
I’d said yes to participating in the Mødrehjælpen x Malene Birger campaign for Christmas aid – it’s not that foreign to me; do you recall that we also raised money last year? Once upon a time, I was even raising support over the phone during Christmas. It’s so important that all kids get to experience a Merry Christmas.
Well, I couldn’t join the professional shoot with toys and full makeup like everyone else in the campaign, as a birth got in the way. So, I had to make an attempt myself, with tripod and self-timer, and gosh it makes you feel silly, haha! But I succeeded, with an even quiiiite patient baby on the bed next to me, and I’m proud of the wonderful way you all received it on insta. THANK YOU! And shit it was nice to apply some nice makeup, really. I’d love to have more time for that (although I might prioritise more toilet time, haha!).
A surprise photo one Friday night, which turned into a favourite photo.
It wasn’t my intention to take a photograph but I fired up for the flash and everything in the middle of the couch during Dancing with the Stars, as I was playing around with my phone in the darkness. It’s now my new favourite shot, because it’s so nice to see all of that happiness in those eyes and a loving hand on the side.
H15 is really a very fine and simple breakfast spot. With good pricing! All of this cost DKK 145, including a cup of tea. The only thing that’s not really their strength is good coffee (and tea). It’s filter coffee on a thermos and tea bags from Netto. But that’s actually quite perfectly grounded, matching the vibe and the space. And you can always hit Prolog nearby for your caffein shot.
Mama was going out! Last Friday night, I was out alone for the first time. It was approximately 1-1.5 hours. But, wow, was it nice! Making an effort with my looks. Going out, being social, laughing, having a bit of beer. I was actually a bit envious when everyone else left for the dinner afterwards and I headed over to Irma to get chips with dip. But everything has its time, and my time will come back. Right now, it’s a different time.
Family dinner at my dad’s. And he had found all of the good stuff for my nieces! Probably loaded with phthalates and other horrible stuff, haha, but we’re doing quite well, aren’t we? Hehe… Holy Moley, I spent many hours with this pile! It’s so lovely to watch my nieces having such a good time playing with it. I LOVED it, especially my cool pizzeria.