It feels like the time just flies away πŸ’™πŸŽˆπŸŽ

Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you 🧑

Today it’s 27 year since I became a mammi for the first time in my life,- to a lovely baby boy. The most fantastic, sweetest and gorgeous baby boy I have ever seen πŸ’™. It was a marvellous moment, and in it’s own way still is πŸ’™.

I still remember that day, 27 years ago, and it’s a day I’m probably going to remember with joy and happiness for the rest of my life πŸ’™. I was so proud, and still is πŸ₯°.

A so proud mammi to my first born child 27 years  ago- a friend of my in Norway did take this photo when she visited us in the hospital πŸ’™

The feeling to hold him in my arms for the first time was fantastic πŸ₯°. I felt so deeply in love with this little baby boy it felt like my heart was going to explode πŸ’–. And this love has not became any less during the years, not at all ❀. Just bigger and stronger for very day πŸ’™.

The love I feel for him is so strong, so unconditional- it’s impossible for me to explain with any words. There’s no words big enough to manage explain my love for him, and how incredibly proud I’m to be his mammi πŸ’™. And how incredibly proud I’m of my son, my oldest son, my first born child πŸ’™.

He is not a baby or child anymore, he is a young adult man. I do forget that sometimes, actually a bit often now and then too. He will probably always be my child, no matter how old he is πŸ’™.

He goes his own ways in life, and that’s so fine πŸ₯°. I see he is happy in his life, he works hard, and he reach the different goals he want to reach. He loves to entertain, something he always has liked to do.

He is helpful, and help out as best as he can if anyone close to him need some help of any kind 😊. And he really love to live close to the nature, and enjoys his life in the mountains 😊.

It’s getting a bit more difficult to find good and useful birthday presents to him as older he get 🎁. He manage to buy what he need on his own now 😊. But I really want to give him something that in it’s own way represent the love I feel for him. The proud. The best wishes for him in his life.

If I could, I have probably given him what ever he wanted and wish for, but I can’t. I can give him my unconditional love, and something that shows my love for him πŸ’™. So this year it became a painted winebottle, but not a empty winebottle. A winebottle with wine inside. A winebottle, one of a kind, just like my oldest son πŸ’™.

It’s the first time I have painted on a winebottle with wine inside. It was a bit different to paint, because the bottle was heavier and the different reflections became different then I’m use to. And I was so worried to loose the bottle when I painted. I really didn’t want it to break.

I have actually looked around in different stores to find a winebottle colour with blue glass, and lucky for me I did manage to fine one after a while πŸ’™.

In case I could not remove the label on the bottle I took a picture of it to be able to show my son what wine is inside the bottle.

I did manage to remove the label, and put it together with his birthday card 😊.

The birthday- card to my oldest son- with the label from the wine too 😊

I have been working with this winebottle for a while, but still I was a bit worried I shouldn’t manage to get finish to my son’s birthday. But I did 😊.

Some few details from the winebottle to my oldest son πŸ’™
The winebottle in different “environment” 😊.

And of course I wanted to try to made the present so “special” as I can and have the possibility to do,- so I found a bit cool winebox to the painted winebottle too 🎁.

Look ,- a bit cool ,- isn’t it? πŸ’™

And of course I made the favourite chocolate cake I always makes to my children’s birthdays 😊🎁

The chocolate cake/ birthday cake and the birthday gift to my oldest son at his 27 years birthday πŸŽπŸ’™.
And here you can see the winebottle “all around ” πŸ’™

I should actually painted the winebottle in different violet colours, because that’s my oldest son favourite colour 🎨. But since the kids was small I have “created” things and stuffs, like for example clothes in different blue colours to my oldest, in different green colours to my middle son, and my daughter, – she was a bit “luckier” with the colours because I switched a bit between red, pink and violet in different varieties 😊. So then it became blue winebottle to my oldest son πŸ’™.

And my oldest son has got some different knitted things in different violet colours so I think he know I know what’s his favourite colour anyway, and they all three know I have this “habit” to still give them things “touched” with the colours from their childhood πŸ₯°.

So it’s actually and really 27 years since I became a mammi for the first time today πŸ₯°. It feels incredible, – the time just flies away. I feel so incredibly grateful and lucky, and so proud πŸ’™.

I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧑 Thank you so much for using your time and dropping by my blog today 🧑

See you soon 😊

It was not easy to put lights inside a not open bottle, so then it became a bit lights around the the bottle instead πŸ’™

Imagen it’s 27 years since I had this tiny little baby boy in my arms and felt so deeply in love πŸ’™. He will probably always in a way be my child no matter how old he is πŸ’™. In my post you will find my birthday gift to him this year, and if you want to take a look, you are welcome to do πŸ₯°.

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