To My Precious Daughters

Growing up I would imagine of greatness, a future filled with amazement, splendor, joy and laughter. A grownup version of me, who was fearless, strong willed and a force to be reckoned with. A lioness who’s heart was as strong, as it was loving and caring. As so many of life’s wonders, my journey was indeed filled with everything I ever wanted and more. To my greatest discovery however, true happiness, fulfillment and my greatest accomplishment was only achieved, when you gifted me with the greatest challenge and the most beautiful task yet, becoming your mother. 

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My beautiful girls, you amaze me everyday with your inquisitiveness, your love and passion for new discoveries is contagious and shines bright through your star studded eyes. The gift of being your mother is a cornucopia of happiness, a gift that keeps on giving! 

My phenomenal girls, when you were babies I would walk ahead of you, while you would grip my hands so fiercely as we would take small steps together. Those tiny hands in mine, were so fragile but yet so strong and trusting. Now older and fully capable of walking on your own, my new position is beside you and no longer in front. As we walk side by side, I gaze at you and marvel at the young girls you have become. Never seize to shine, for your shimmer is but your essence and my purpose in life. Sprinkle that glittering essence of yours everywhere you go, walk tall, speak your mind and never be afraid to chase your dreams and goals. 

My extraordinary girls, every day spent with you is filled with amazement, splendor, joy and laughter. I am already proud of the day, when you will be walking ahead of me, while holding and guiding my fragile hands. 

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Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size  
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.   
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair,   
the palm of my hand,   
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

– Maya Angelou

10 Things I Wish I Liked, But Hate!

  • Pumpkin spice anything. This one is one of those things I feel I’m missing out on big time! I keep giving it a try, but it saddens me to say, that I don’t like anything with classic pumpkin spice mix, period!
  • Summer. I just don’t like going to the beach, the heat, the humidity and makeup melting off before I even finish applying it. I hate summer! There, I said it!
  • Caviar. I think this one is pretty self explanatory, this along with oysters. When did fishy-over-priced-slimy “food” become a luxury? Yuck!
  • Heels. Don’t get me wrong, I love them! I love how they look, but that’s about it. I would much rather be comfortable in a pair of flats, or even better, sneakers. 
  • Alcohol. I just don’t like it! Beer, wine, spirits, tried them all and the same result every time, meh… I guess this will be one of those I’ll never understand what the big deal is.
  • Extroverts. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate them, but I’m the opposite, an introvert to be exact. I might be wrong, but to me it seems like extroverts live a life where it’s a lot more easy going, then for most introverts. My most active activity every day, is to find a place, where I can be alone. 
  • Earrings. Such pretty little things and they come in so many exciting shapes, shades, martial, etc. I unfortunately am highly allergic to any material piercing my skin, hence the love/hate relationship. But boy do I wish I could jewel and bedazzle my ears.
  • Iceskating. You would think, being that I’m from Norway, the winter-wonderland-of-the-north that I would be able to glide ever so elegantly across the ice, think again! Try Bambi instead.
  • Cheese. I make a killer cheese platter, but that’s exactly what it will do, kill me. A light Philadelphia and Monterey Jack, that’s as far as my cheese experimentation will venture. I wish I liked all the different soft, hard, French, Italian cheese etc, but I don’t.
  • The spa. I wish I could take a day off for self care. Get my hair and nails done, get a full body massage, etc. Unfortunately even the thought of this “self care” day gives my introverted soul anxiety. The thought of all the small talk, having a complete stranger in my personal space, let alone being touched by a complete stranger, NO thank you! Once the girls are in bed, laptop, cat, under the covers, munchies, yes please!

Outfit Of The Day & A Greener Future

When I was living in Norway, I always hated returning empty bottles of cans. Ugh, the long waiting lanes and there was nothing glamours about trash bags filled with dirty and wet bottles. The smell alone was enough to make me want to throw in the towel.

Those days are long gone and I no longer live in a society, where recycling your empty bottles and cans for pocket change is looked upon as normal. Until recently… No I haven’t moved back to Norway, the Australian government is making an effort to encourage it’s residence to recycle more. Similar to Norway, we now exchange our empty bottles and cans for 10 cents each. It’s not much, but enough to make people think twice about where they throw their garbage.

I have made a conscious decision to become better at recycling, but also to include my kiddos in this process. They learn about the importance of taking care of our planet and they get to keep the change we get for recycling. Win, win!