We just got back from a week in Stockholm. We got to spend a lot of time with family and friends and even got a fun date night to celebrate our 3rd anniversary! Oh how time flies!
It always surprises me how much I miss family when we go home to visit. It makes it so much harder to leave and the following days just feel empty and quiet. Facetime and social media helps a ton but I’m still waiting for someone to put together that teleportation app! And make sure it’s iOS compatible.
Hope you enjoy the video! It was so much fun putting it together and trying my hand at videography. Again, I’m still learning how to (more…)
I have been a mother for 18 months. I seriously feel like I should be going on 30 when I watch this little squirt bouncing off the walls. I swear the experience of motherhood + marrying someone a few years older has made my mental age skip ahead a good five years… And for some reason I still can’t believe I’m already turning 25.
I usually don’t really notice her growing and when her grandparents marvel at how big she’s getting I usually just laugh and shake my head. And then there’s usually a day when I suddenly see the light.
We’re in Stockholm on vacation and I had one of those moments when I watched her sitting in my mother-in-law’s lap. With my mental eye I remembered how much smaller and slightly less attentive she’d been just 2,5 months ago. The difference was startling.
We just had a fun week with Marcus’ sister visiting and a good weekend of spending time together. But now everything’s back to normal. Babe’s asleep and I’m spending nap time making phone calls and paying bills and such. Fun!
Went through a ton of our pictures the other day (apparently our computer doesn’t have unlimited space even when it comes to valuable family memories?), and so here’s a few from last month that were just sitting around.
It’s been rainy for the last couple of days so we’ve spent them indoors eating sandwiches. Today the sun was finally out, daddy was home so we spent the afternoon at the park.
I forget that she’s big enough to appreciate playgrounds now so it was so fun watching her run around, climb up and down and ask to go down the slide over and over. Her shoes kept slipping off and her pants just got muddier but she (more…)
Having family visit comes with little extra blessings like stolen mini-dates. Last night we were so happy to be able to sneak away after bedtime for a couple of hours. We went to a nearby pub – my first pub experience!! – and shared nachos. It really wasn’t about the food or the place, only that we got some time to attempt – cause you never really do – to not worry about a child and just enjoy each other’s company. It’s nice to be reminded of what it was like to be a newlywed couple once in a while.
The city has for a while been full of reminders that Irish Mother’s Day is coming up next week.
So happy early Mother’s Day Ireland!
1// Remember who you are
This is what my own mom would say every day when we left for school. Remember who you are is still a phrase that I give a lot of thought to as an adult. Remember that you are loved. Remember that you are valued. Remember your principles. Remember your talents. Remember where you come from. Remember your dreams.
It meant a lot to me that my mother thought it important that I keep all those things in mind throughout even the most regular boring days. I think that it is during the uneventful unchallenging times of our life that our true selves are revealed. (more…)
I don’t know if the Irish just loooove American diners but we’ve seen them all over the place. This morning we were out in the south part of the city and spontaneously decided to walk the 5.5 km home rather than taking the bus. I was in heels and we were hungry – but it was our little weekend adventure. When we were fifteen minutes from home though I finally gave in to my aching ankles and we decided to grab lunch at Eddie Rocket’s.
It hit me today that maybe it’s a bad idea that I blog about places I see in Dublin already now before I’ve had the chance to visit them several times and really get to know them. But.. without any good reason I decided against it.
Today was a beautiful sunny day so we set out not knowing exactly where to go, only determined to suck in as many sunbeams as possible.
Thanks to Pinterest I found out that Drury Street was one worth checking out. It wasn’t too far away so we made that our destination. Drury Street however turned out to not be very exciting at all – maybe I didn’t do my research right? But we turned turned a corner and suddenly found ourselves in a magical little indoor market place!
It’s called George’s Street Arcade and is full of little shops selling everything from jewelry to toys to books to old vinyl records ETC! It also had a handful of food places that I’m dying to go back and try! One of them, Simon’s Place, is known to have delicious cinnamon rolls!
I looked it up when I got home and apparently George’s Street Arcade is supposed to be Europe’s oldest purpose-built shopping center dating back to 1881!!
And I just happened to stroll through it today.. I love Dublin!
My little shotgunner was getting a little tired of the stroller, so on the way home we stretched our legs in St Stephen’s Green.
I tell people that we walk a lot. Dublin has turned me into a walker thanks to no Metro and my own preference not to ride buses. So we walk, and I honestly love it. It feels really good to have incorporated a type of exercise without really considering it exercise.
We’ve pretty much covered a 2,5 km radius from our home, but I hadn’t been to the Temple Bar area yet. It’s just south of the river and is home to theatres, museums and attracts a busy night life with it’s many popular pubs. But I personally wanted to go for the narrow medieval cobble-stoned streets.. So that’s where we went today!
We first stopped at Di Fontaine’s for a slice of New York style pepperoni pizza. I’d kept coming across it during my many Pinterest sessions, so why not! It’s a cute little place right by the water and wasn’t busy at all on a Friday afternoon, which meant a lot to a mom with a stroller who still feels a bit self-conscious about snapping 100 pictures while I eat. But for some reason it’s the most normal thing in the world to upload said pictures online afterwards on your blog? Odd..
How the heck are you supposed to take selfies with a DSLR?
So, I haven’t been to New York yet, so I can’t tell you whether or not the pizza lived up to its reputation. *awkward silence* But for what it’s worth, I liked it! I love good and spicy pizza sauce and the slices were big enough to fill up the both of us.
On our way home we came across this little place on the side of the road called the Cupcake Bloke. The bloke himself was very happy and nice so we let him sell us a chocolate cupcake.
We’ve seen this guy here at the bottom of Grafton Street many times. He’s so good! Love that Dublin has awesome street music!
This is when we were almost home and we stopped at a red light and I saw that she wasn’t wearing her hat anymore. Can’t believe she was able to sneak it out of the stroller without me noticing?! She pulled this stunt just a week ago with a different hat that we by some miracle actually managed to find. But I guess this was the end of the cute grey hat from the boys’ section.
Time has flown by and all of a sudden we’ve been Dubliners for six weeks. We’ve passed through the “settling in and buying bare essentials” phase and are now in the “Etsy-shopping for stuff to put on the walls and realizing we only own three different spices” phase. Today I actually bought dried basil without having a specific use for it in mind. I guess this means we’re not moving out any time soon!
It was with a heavy heart that I accepted the fact that we’d have to settle for a one-bedroom apartment this time and not get the two-beds I’d been hoping for. I can’t even imagine what it’ll be like to have an entire room to put toys and baby clothes in, and then to just shut the door and not find myself sitting on The Hungry Caterpillar when I can finally put my feet up in the evening.
But as it usually goes, after the first month the new unfamiliar place that still smells a bit strange has suddenly turned into your home that couldn’t feel more normal. Time heals, and saves money?
So this is our apartment by the train. At least that’s how I imagine we’ll refer to it in the future. It runs right by our building and only reminds us a few times every hour. It’s the topic of many of our conversations each day. And it has an almost magical influence on our daughter! It has the ability to draw away her attention from anything she could be doing, eating, playing, being changed or even crying. It instantly makes her forget time and place. There is only her.. and that train.
Usually I’ll hear it first, a faint building rumble in the distance. It gives me just enough of a head start to turn and watch my daughter’s eyes go blank, grow huge and dart to meet mine. Next will follow the almost unnoticed crash of whatever she dropped to the floor in astonishment. She’ll stick around only long enough to whisper, “toh, toh!” before she’ll run to the window and spend a few silent moments watching the green flash by. Finally she raises her hand, waves and says, “bye-bye” as the train disappears around the corner.
Many many times every day.
I mean, #childhoodunplugged suddenly got a lot more realistic!