Those portraits of breastfeeding women by Ivette Ivens are amazing. But they’ve got nothing to do with real life nursing. Continue reading Breastfeeding
Getting married is actually quite fun. Continue reading Bliss
Spawn-free people, cut my kids and me some slack, will you? Continue reading 3 Ways of guilt-free parenting
Being a Fitgirlcode Ambassador has some wonderful perks. Sometimes I get invited to special events. The most recent one is extra special, as I get to take my toddler boy as my plus-one! What I didn’t share in my happy report for Fitgirlcode, you can read it in this behind the scenes post here. Continue reading Behind the scenes of bring your kid to blogger event day
Motherhood is one of the most precious gifts life bestowed on me. But it isn’t always pretty. A dialogue. Continue reading Not pretty
There’s a lot of love going round because of Writing 101 and on top of my Liebster nomination, I also got nominated by Icecoffeecouture for the Creativity award as well as by HumaAq for the Versatility award. I’m so humbled by all these compliments! So thank you both so much for the love. I needed that.
Especially because I’m suffering from lack of some twitter love the other day. Last wednesday, a tv show just struck a nerve with me that I hardly could sleep. I was just SO mad. It only got worse because I let myself get involved in a twitter discussion with the chief editor of the show. (Note to self: quit twitter.) The show was centered around this premise:
“In their first year, babies should stay with their parents.”
It is based on a UN report that during their first year, babies experience extreme stress at day care. Preferably, they should stay with one of their parents with whom they can build a secure bond. Politicians are pleading for the extension of maternity leave which in the Netherlands is 16 weeks (12 weeks after birth), as well as improving the quality of professional day care, specifically reducing the child-day care professional ratio.
It’s not the premise that angers me. What got me rattled was the way the discussion was being led, and which comments from twitter they decided to share.
“If you won’t take care of your children yourself, you shouldn’t have them at all”.
Wow. There’s fueling a discussion for ya. Happy midcenturies, people. It got me thinking on 7 facts about me though. Continue reading “7 facts you need to know before judging me as a mom”
I’m sitting on the stoop of our house. It’s 4 pm and I just got home from school. My parents are still both at work and they expect me to do some home work before I go to baseball practice. Of course, I never do. I usually play some Minecraft on my tablet or watch videos on YouTube. Today is different though. Mrs. Pauley, the old woman who lives across the street is moving out. I saw the removal truck when I drove up the street. Maybe it’s childish. But I still like watching trucks and other big vehicles. A removal truck isn’t that fancy, I like the contruction vehicles better. Or police cars, fire trucks and ambulances. It’s not just to the pleasure of my baby brother that I watch out for those cars and point them out to him. I still get a kick out of it too. That is why I leave my tablet and nestled myself on the stoop of our house, munching on some cookies I grabbed from the kitchen. Continue reading “A parental house isn’t just a house”
Writing about fear is easy being a parent. Continue reading The fearful tiger mom
Size matters and that goes for bedrooms too. At twelve, the joy of sharing a small bedroom is still bigger than the need for privacy. Continue reading Sisters of the shared bedroom
Writing about the three most important songs in your life is an easy question when you have a life time of music discovery ahead of you. Continue reading “3 important songs when you’re 2 years old”