Day 24: Settling in

I am more than half way through my attempt at 40 days of yoga practice and found this week that five days on and two off worked with everything else going on. I even managed to avoid too much protest of my son in the morning. With all these other things on my mind, I…

I’m late! I’m late! I’m late!

„I’m late! For a very important date! No time to say hello, goodbye! I’m late! I’m late! I’m late!“ This is me most mornings when I am trying to get ready for work and my son (instead of understanding my very important adult world) wants to cuddle, read a story and then another one. I…

It is done

Today, quietly, in between cleaning up the house and baking a cake for friends coming over later, it was done. Exactly 17 days short of our 1st anniversary living in Germany it is done. And all that is left now, is an empty box. The last one. So, what now? No more excuses. We are…

Balancing my Easter eggs

Today is the first time I am writing in my kitchen looking out over a few roof tops. The pale winter sun is trying to break through making the day look a wee bit more friendly. But really, there is a snow dusting on the roof across and I can see the flag at the…

Totally screwed up!

We had our housewarming today. And we finally celebrated our son’s birthday party. So the house was full with dressed-up pirates chasing each other with swords, cake crumbs on the floor, parents chatting, the radio doodling in the background, which no-one could hear over the noise… Rewind Thursday night. Our long awaited book shelf arrived….

Yoga in the kitchen

This morning I finally took ten minutes for a few poses before my son burst through the door  into the kitchen. (Our new bathroom is too small to do yoga, you know.) Some part of me was hoping that we would move and everything would just magically fall into place. But, well, life is not…

A different kind of diary

I used to write a diary as teenager, I guess as many do. And actually I started using one again about eight years ago when I was going through some rough patches. But it was always just for me and I never shared it with anyone. To me writing this blog feels like I am…

Snow Snow Snow…. but how do I feel?

It has been snowing all day. I love it. Everything seems to turn into something more beautiful when covered in snow… Sunday we had our first snow ball fight. It was so much fun. My son once again pulled me out of my head, into the moment. Standing behind the house, sticking our tongues out…

I got myself a job.

Finally. The job search is over. You would think that I would be full of joy and excitement. Well, truth is I am not. I am sort of working myself up to it. Everyone around me is pleased, saying things like that is a great Christmas present or such better news than the weather (really?)…