I haven’t talked to my friend for awhile. I guess I have been too busy feeding the baby and sleeping. Today, we had a brief conversation in which I asked her what her plans were for today. “I have to eradicate a squirrel,” she announced rather matter-of-factly. Apparently, there is a squirrel living under her …
Ma vie en Suisse
Workouts in the parc
I have decided to work out Mondays and Thursdays in the Parc de Milan in Lausanne. I have been there for the last two weeks and am pleased that I am managing to make it a regular activity. In fact, I am just pleased to create a routine. Today, I did a light lower body …
“Oh! That’s my baby!”
I’m sitting in Starbucks chatting with a girlfriend. The first social visit I’ve had since the J-man was born. He is next to me in his buggy. A baby starts crying. I look around expectantly to see if the mother (or father at this point) is going to do something about the crying baby. “Oh!,” …
Existential Mummy
I sleep. I eat. I poop. I breastfeed. Therefore I am.
Existential baby
I sleep. I eat. I poop. Therefore I am.
About Urban Yukon
Dave Rogers over at Urban Yukon wants to know: How has Urban Yukon affected your blogging? He is writing a story for What’s Up Yukon. I can’t remember how I found the Urban Yukon blog ring, but it was just when I started blogging—I just checked, apparently since 22 May 2007 (I thought it was …
Picture this…
The other day we came home from New Year’s Eve in Valais. We were supposed to go to a New Year’s Day spaghetti dinner and annual poker game but I was too tired (we did stay up until 2:00 am) and — surprisingly enough, my clothes didn’t fit. My maternity jeans–that I had no problem …
Three baby dreams…
Around August, I had my first dream about Baby. I dreamed I left him in a changing room for the local swimming pool down by Lac Lémon. I had to remember that I was missing something, then, I had to remember where I left him. I woke up in a cold sweat–and verbally promised Ludo …
Visions of babies dancing…
My sister wrote and asked me if I had any ideas for the end of the script she is working on. Unfortunately, I don’t. I wrote her back and said: “I’m just waiting for baby to arrive…visions of babies…dancing in my head.” Then I remembered this video of the dancing baby!!! It was the first …