Oh, the horror! or Death By Drool

Sleep is a big topic around here: between me and mama friends (how many times did [insert-child's-name] wake up last night?), between me and Karel (yes, honey, we DO need to rest), between me and Bjørn. Sleep convos between me and Bjørn make me laugh a little bit, actually. They are neither commiseration (as with [...]

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this and that

I’m going to be honest for a second about this house-wifey world I’m living in lately: It can be tiresome. So that statement is like the complete opposite of a shocker. The whole cleaning/food-making/kid-rearing thing aside, it’s mostly the identity shifts that wear me out after a while. One minute you’re a young and single [...]

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You’ve all been there

Goal: To be out the door at 9:15, drop Karel off for his ”temafest” (theme party) at barnehage at 9:30, run some errands with Emil, pick Karel up at 12:30, have a friend over for coffee at 1 p.m. Reality: everyone dressed and ready (miraculously) by 9:30. Karel insists he doesn’t want to go to [...]

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Saturday at the Lyngstads

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Having a baby, Norwegian style.

A short list of observations from baby-birthing on this side of the ocean: 1) Upon meeting the midwife at the hospital, she assures you that her hands are not dirty — they are just stained from blueberry picking.

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