Back to blogging

Decided to pick up my blogging again. We'll see how long it will last this time. Can't promise any masterpieces, but I promise to write something short and pointless once in a while.

Bored with blogging

Well, I got bored with Facebook. And now I've gotten bored with blogging.

Don't feel like writing at the moment. Can't come up with anything to write.

So I will be taking a break.

Will send an email to everybody in my address book when I'm back to blogging again. Don't think that it will be any time soon, but who knows...

Black baby and black car same thing

My cousins four year old son said to his pregnant Mum, while passing a black Mother and her baby:

"I also want a black baby"

Mum replied:

"I don't think that's possible, our baby will be white"

Son:

"But I want it to be dark"

Mum:

"Our baby will have the same color as you"

Son:

"But what if we buy a black car then?"

What's the big deal?

Mum and Grandmother in a phone conversation:

Grandmother: I don't know if I should buy a present for Noam now, for when they are coming up North this weekend, or if i should wait until the baptism.

Mum: But didn't Sandra tell you that they are not planning on baptizing Noam?

Grandmother: Yes, she did... But I really want her to be baptized.

So obviously my grandmother thinks that if she just wants it bad enough, it will happen. Could be true considering I felt really guilty when my mum told me the rest of the conversation:

Mum: But would Granddad and You really go to Stockholm just for a baptism?

Grandmother: Of course! We do not have much to look forward to these days you know...

So now I'm considering alternatives to a baptism, like a sort of "welcome-to-the-world-and-this-is-your-name-party". Just not sure if that will satisfy my Grandmother. Or the rest of the family.

My Grandmother is not the only one being disappointed about Noam not being baptized. Conversation with Dad on the fact that Noam is not being baptized:

Dad: Why do you always have to do things differently?

Me: But why do you care, you're the biggest atheist that I know.

Dad: Exactly, and I still had both you and your sister baptized, didn't I?

I don't get it. What's the big deal? But feel free to leave comments on how I'm supposed to ease my feeling of guilt for not letting my grandmother have something to look forward to without letting a priest dipping my daughters head in water.

Noam the giant

Went to the first so called "mothers group" yesterday. We were 10 mothers with babies. The babies were between 6 and 10 weeks old.

Noam was definitely the fattest. Had to ask the peaditricain if a baby can get TOO fat. She calmed me down by saying that babies can't get too fat on breast milk and that it's good that Noam is putting on a lot of weight.

Still I'm not totally convinced, considering she now fits in a dress that my father bought in Thailand and that is supposed to be the size for a 6-9 months old baby. Ok, I realize that Thai people are a bit smaller than us giants in Sweden. And I also realize that the size of the dress is a bit wrong, because it must be too small even for a 6-9 months old from Thailand. But still...

The horror of plastic and packaging

Watched a horrible thing on BBC World News the other day. It was about all the huge amounts of rubbish that end up in our oceans, and later on a beach somewhere.

And it doesn't just end up there. It ends up in the stomach of albatross chicks, as albatrosses confuses plastic, like cigarette lighters e.g. with squid and feeds their chicks with it. Which of course end up killing the chicks.

It's sad what we are doing to this earth and to other species.

I've also been thinking about plastic and rubbish in my own home. I of course do not throw it in the oceans, but it still freaks me out when I look at the amounts of trash that my family produces every day.

And the fact that I have to deal with the recycling every week, as it only takes a week for us to collect loads of plastic packaging, paper, bottles e.g. is scary.

They even package the organic bananas in my store. And even if the product is organic and I recycle the packaging, it sure does add to the carbon footprint.

Need to, at least, talk to my local supermarket and ask them why the need to package organic fruits and vegetable. It makes no sense.

My daughter on speed?

The other day I felt a bit naughty. So I had both coffee and a big piece of a very sweet cake.

I don't drink much coffee. And I don't eat much cake. Which is why I'm thinking that maybe it's not the best for my daughters stomach, as it's not the best for mine, as I'm not that used to it.

But, as I said, a few days ago, I had both.

I felt a bit sick afterwards. Should have had a smaller piece. But at least Noam's stomach seemed to be dealing with it without problems.

The rest of her seemed a bit affected though. The kid stayed awake all day! And then the next day again! She barely slept at all, just nodded off a few times.

So either the coffee and sugar actually did give her some sort of rush, or she has a dealer that provides her with some heavy stuff.

Or she just found her Mum so exiting that she wanted to spend as much time with her as possible.

Probably, and hopefully, the last one is most close to the truth. And I don't blame her. I found myself pretty exiting too.