A couple of months back I made a huge deal about how you should stay tuned, my blog was coming back … and how this year was going to be AWESOME because I was 40 and everything was under control.
And then… Life happened.
My girls started school, I started working, and all of a sudden life was lost under a massive cloak of ‘OH MY GOD I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH TIME FOR SLEEP LET ALONE A BLOG!’ … and so I kind of let things lapse.
Continue reading The one about how a week turns into a month turns into … well, you get the idea
Short post – school is back for 2017. It’s the last few months of peuterspeelzaal for the girls before starting “big school” sometime around their 4th birthday.
Today you are 3. It’s not been an easy road to get you this far, fate tried to take you from us early on. You’re tough cookies though, and you fought and showed your courage from the start.
I can’t tell you life is going to be easier now you’re 3. You’ve come so far in the past 3 years, but you still have a long way to go with catching up to your peers. I know you’ll do it, but no matter what, I’m going to pick you up when you fall, and turn you in the right direction when you’re lost.
3 is tough. You guys think you’re big girls now, and I still call you my babies. You are my babies though, and you always will be. I won’t forget holding your tiny hands inside the incubators, or that first precious cuddle we had after you were born. Even though you’re big girls now, I’ll still try to cuddle both of you at the same time like used to. Just don’t wriggle too much.
The road ahead is unsure, monsters. We don’t know what the future holds for you, for us, for anyone. You can be sure that I’m going to be with you on that road, making sure that we clear any obstacles together. We’re a good team, you monsters and me. We fight together, and we charge through life like bulldozers. We’re a little crazy, but when you’ve been down our road, crazy helps us stay happy and healthy.
So here’s to you, my crazy, happy, healthy little monsters. 3 years has flown by, I can’t wait to see you enter your 4th year in the same way you approach life – with enthusiasm, love and a touch of craziness. xx
So last night we went out for dinner with my parents. A old friend from bowling (yep – I used to do 10 pin bowling for a sport. Fun fact, I once came 4th in Australia) was driving through and crashing at my parents house so we went to the local pub where they have…
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It’s been a while since a post that wasn’t about the recent sadness in our lives, and thank you to all those of you who commented, read and sent messages about the loss of our beloved father, father in law and Opa. You’re all amazing and it’s a blessing to know how much you all care. From the bottom of our hearts, thank you.
I’ve deviated back into my beloved genre of ‘taking the piss out of people who ask stupid questions’ in this post. Today I’ll be addressing the most common form of TTTS – no, not the heartbreaking Twin To Twin Transfusion Syndrome that my girls survived and that has fuelled my passion to make others aware of this – but the other form.
Translating Twintalk To Singletonese.
Continue reading The one about translating twintalk to singletonese (AKA the other ‘TTTS’)
I met a scientist once. A biologist, to be exact.
I shook his hand, and saw the twinkle in his eyes. Continue reading The one about Bumblebees
Dear parents of singles. I’m about to let you into a secret part of the world of parenting twins. The Freemasons have the handshake, gangs have tattoos and colours, and what do parents of twins have? The answer is simple. We have “The Look”. Continue reading The one about the look…
Let’s get one thing straight here. I do not profess to be the world’s greatest parent. I do things that others disagree with, but to be honest, having the World’s Most Feral Twins (TM), I do what keeps me sane.
I survive on wine and coffee, I feed my kids things like chicken nuggets and pizza, I try to feed them stuff like broccoli (aka the Devil’s Vegetable), my kids have toys that expand their minds (as well as ones that are just, well, f*cking sparkly noise machines) … but in all honesty, every parent knows it’s about survival. We do what we do in order to help our kids grow and develop.
I get that there are many, many ways of parenting. Everyone has their own style, follows their own methods and I completely respect that. After all, we’re all individuals, with different upbringings, different cultures, and different motivations. We all have one thing in common though – we want to do what’s best for our kids. Continue reading The one about the conflict on our doorsteps – parenting decisions
So, some people have really awesome ideas. Like going somewhere tropical for a vacation to escape the dull, dreary Dutch winter. Like Curaçao, or maybe Spain … or if you are a completely insane parent of almost 2 year old twins …. LET’S GO TO AUSTRALIA!!!
Continue reading The one where I spend 23 hours in a hollow metal tube…
As you know, we had a second wedding over here .. Marius organised this one – at a lovely restaurant on the water – Lido Almere. So, another picture orientated post with a few happy snaps 🙂 Continue reading The second wedding…