It feels like the time just flies away 💙🎈🎁

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 💙. It was a marvellous moment, and in it’s own way still is 💙.

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 💙. I was so proud, and still is 🥰.

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 💙

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

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 💙. And how incredibly proud I’m of my son, my oldest son, my first born child 💙.

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 💙.

He goes his own ways in life, and that’s so fine 🥰. 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 💙. 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 💙.

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 💙.

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 💙
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? 💙

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 🎁💙.
And here you can see the winebottle “all around ” 💙

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 💙.

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 🥰.

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

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 💙

Imagen it’s 27 years since I had this tiny little baby boy in my arms and felt so deeply in love 💙. He will probably always in a way be my child no matter how old he is 💙. 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 🥰.

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I feel on a kind of sadness 💙💙❤

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

I feel on a kind of sadness inside me. Not sadness over new wrinkles or lighter hair, or hormones balance that’s changing. But a kind of sadness that an era in my life is over. The era to be a fulltime mammi. This is over.

I’m still my children’s mammi, I’m always going to be that, but not in the same way I have been for closely 27 years.

I’m actually not sad over the fact that my children are young adults and live on they own either,- but because an era in my life is over, and this time will never come back.

Maybe it sounds strange to feel on sadness, but at the same time still not be sad? Or feel in a kind of grief while not being grieving? But that’s still the way I feel inside me,- because I’m a mammi and because an era in my life is over for always.

I think it’s just someone who have been in the same situation as me that actually will understand what I mean- when it comes to feel on sadness and grief, but not be sad or grieving, because of a era in life is over.

It’s not like I go around and cry all the time, or want my children to move back home again. I’m good in that way,- this is something I feel inside me, in my heart, soul and thoughts, and it’s actually difficult to explain. And I allow myself to feel this without too much interference and influence from outsiders too.

I’m very grateful for all the time, the years, the memories my children and me have together ❤. And I know we will create new memories together too, but in a different way then before 😊.

The sadness is over a time that’s over. An incredible fantastic time together, but also an incredible busy and hard days as a single mammi. I don’t miss the business, at the same time I’m very happy I know I tried my very best to follow up and raise all my three children in different eras in their life ❤.

I hope, think, believe and actually see my children has got a lots of good things and stuffs in their “bagback” from growing up together with me 😊. But of course I also think about all the things I could and should done differently when they was children and growing up. As well as when they was teenagers and on their way to be young adults.

It’s many things I should wish I could done differently, at the same time as I can’t go back to the past and change anything. And I can’t bother myself with thoughts like that either- then I’m going to be “nuts” in my head.

What I can do is to be grateful for being their mammi and for the marvellous young adults they all three are become ❤. And I’m, as I mention, incredibly grateful for all our time and memories together ❤. But I’m also going to allow myself to feel on this sadness and a kind of grief I have inside me for an era in my life that’s over, and use the time I need to use on “this” feelings.

I know this sadness and feeling of grief will change and be different, but I’m using the time I need to “go through” this feeling of sadness and grief inside me in my own way. And like I mention, – it’s difficult to explain how, why and what I’m feeling, it’s just feelings inside me and an era in my life that’s are over together with my children, an era who will never come back, – and that’s the way it is, and that’s the way the life is too 💚.

And now I stand on the starts line to an new era in my life, and at the moment I choose to just stand there a bit too, on the starts line, and feel a bit over emotions and thoughts in relation to a time that is over, before I choose to find any new directions in my life, and start on a new era in my life 💚.

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 😊

A photo from a photo- so not the best photo,- but still from one of many best memories in my life as a mammi and together with my three children ❤. (I think this is around 12- 13 years ago) 😊

I stand on the starts line to an new era in my life, and at the moment I choose to just stand there a bit, on the starts line, and feel a bit over emotions and thoughts in relation to a time that is over, before I choose to find any new directions in my life, and start on a new era in my life 💚.

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Oh no, I needed to take a tiny step out of my comfort- zone 😳😅

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

I have “recognize” that there will be different “comfort- zones” in my life I need to start to take a step and two out from, because if not I’m not going to “get anywhere”. Even I need to admit I have no idea where I’m going to “go” yet 😅. But if I’m not starting “walking” one thing it’s for sure, I’m not getting anywhere either 😊.

The thing is, I’m in general not aware that I need to cross over my comfort zone before I actually standing closely in front of it or it stand in front of me. Like when I needed to travel to Madrid.

And I’m not the only one that feel we “suddenly” need to move a bit out of our different comfort zones in our lifes. One thing is because the children has moved out from the sofa, just kidding, from the home 😊, and we need to find a new rhythm and dynamic in our life because of that. And an other thing is this “life changing process” that’s actually are happen in a woman’s body and probably also life and mind in the age of around 50 , this menopause 🤪. (As well as for men too). And then it’s changes in life in general that makes it’s necessary to move out from different comfort zones in life.

And I’m not the only adult woman (and men too) that has “created” our own “safty” routines in our life 😊. A kind of safety net. The comfort zone or safety net can be where to shop our food, or what gas station to use for fill up the gasoline on the car, even filling from the same gas pump, or a routine for picking up the mail, or when to do the dishes or make the dinner. It can be small things and daily routines we in general are not thinking very much about, but “suddenly” they changes a bit because things in life changes. And we need to move out from a kind of “comfort zone”.

Comfort zones in life can be so many different things. It depends from person to person.

Routines create safety, and comfort zones, but in general we doesn’t think very much about it, because they are the routines in our life. We are used to them. We like them. They create our safety. They create a comfort we like.

I’m using in general the same food store, or actually I do switch between 3 different ones, but I have one I use most. And that’s because its close to my home, it’s cheap and I feel comfortable with shopping there. And when I had the car I did use the same gas station too, and I also in general use the same gas pump, pump number 5 😅.

Some will probably laugh at bit about me, and that’s fine 😊. And some will understand why I felt like I needed to take a tiny step out of my comfort zone one day this week when I realized that I actually needed to go to the store and buy my own ice coffee – alone too 😳 😅. And that to a store I’m not use to use 😳.

This “ice coffee shopping for mammi” is something my daughter has done for me the last 3 months now, when she has been out for her walks. And,- then she use another food store to buy my ice coffee from then I’m using to buy food. Because in this store the ice coffee is a bit cheaper and it’s tasty good too, and they are in general not empty for ice coffee either like they in general are in the food store I’m using 😊.

My favourite coffee is Ice coffee cappuccino- so now you know 😊

So when I was out of my favourite ice coffee, cappuccino, I actually needed to go to the food store I haven’t use or been in for some years ☕. It was actually not a big deal, and I didn’t felt on a “big ice block in my stomach” either because of this. I just realized and recognized that there will be some small steps out of my different comfort zone and routines, and habits as well, and even some big ones too, in front of me out there in the future 😊. And I’m not sure what they are or when they are showing up. So for me it’s just to try to get use to them, that they are “dropping up” now and then, small and without any big deal as well as big ones who will create some ice blocks in my stomach 😊.

I actually sent a photo to my daughter at Snapchat with a photo of my ice coffee and a text “Mammi needed to go out of her comfort zone today” 😅. Because in it’s own, but not very important way, that was actually still what it was, – a tiny, but not important, step out of my comfort zone 😊.

This ice coffee shopping is just a tiny and very little and small example, maybe even a stupid example, but for some this changes can be a big deal, when for others not so much. And it was also not a big challenge for me to take the walk to this store, it was actually a bit exacting 😊. Because I found also some tasty chocolate sauce and caramel sauce to use on my ice cream 🥰. But I think it is a bit important to think about that something that can seems not like a big deal for some people can be a very big step out of the comfort zone for others- just because we are different, and maybe also because we are in different stages in life as well as in different life processes. Let’s not forget about that, and just respect and accept the difference in this area in life- that we all have different comfort zones, and that we all not like to take a step or two out of this 🧡.

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 😊

I manage to buy my ice coffee on my own and even in a store I closely never has been in 😅( this is the photo I also sent my daughter on Snapchat 😊)

When I was out of my favourite ice coffee, I actually needed to move myself a bit out of my “comfort zone” and use another store then I’m use to use 😳😊. It all went well 😅,- but I think it’s a bit important to think about that we all have different comfort zones in life, and what’s not a “big deal” for some can be a big challenge for others when it’s about moving out from different comfort zones in life 🥀.

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A tiny blue toast for new adventures 🥂😊

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

My daughter has moved out from my/ our home, again, and this time we both are pretty sure it will like this for a time, that we will have our separate homes in the future, but still be in each other’s life 🏡.

It feels good to be “on my own” , at the same time as I need to admit it felt a bit empty without her 😊. But this is the way it is and will be, and it’s fine for both her and me 😊.

We had a tiny little blue toast before she moved out. A blue toast for new adventures in both our lifes, probably very different adventures, but still adventures for us both. Adventures we both are looking forward to experiencing even we have no idea what kind of adventures that are in front of us 😊. But I think it will be some good adventures 💛.

A blue toast for new adventures 🥂

I can say we choose the blue toast because of the symbolic for the blue colour 🎨, but that’s not totally true . It became blue because I need some more glassbottles to paint on, and this one was the cheapest and had also the lowest alcohol level 😊.

Non of us had any need for a lots of “bubbles in our blood” 😊. She was going to move the day after and a bit early in the morning as well, and I was going to work. And this toast also was more a symbolic toast for us A toast for the time we had spent together as well as for the time we have in front of us 😊.

My daughter has this time arranged everything on her own. No help from mammi. She had found the apartment on her own, and arranged the moving with a separate moving car too. I don’t have a car at the moment, but she did find a solution on her own 😊. She has also packed and organized her things on her own, without interference from me. I’m just a mammi so it’s sometimes a bit to difficult to not interference, but I manage to “keep calm” 😅.

2/3 of my daughter’s things and stuff- organize without any interference from me 😊

We was both a bit tired of living together now. I think probably because we knew it was closer and closer to “the moving day”, and also because we are different. We arrange our home and life differently, something that’s also very natural, even we are mammi and daughter. But we are anyway in different stages in life.

It’s small things that can irritate us. Like for example what is mess in my eyes it’s not mess in her eyes. But all in all I need to say,- this living together period has went incredibly well. No fighting or yelling, just a bit “grumping” now and then 😊. And some of this “grumpiness” it’s my “mistake”. It’s this “menopause” and things that can irritate me for actually no reason 😳. I haven’t been like that before 🙄. But to be honest,- I think I have manage to “deal” with my grumpiness in a okay way, and my daughter too 😅. ( It’s going to be good to be grumpy totally alone now, no need for “put my self together” when I’m grumpy 😅).

Plants I have growing up for my daughter 🌱🍀

When my sons moved out their first time they got a basket each filled up with food and soft drinks for around 50 euro each. Food and soft drinks like juice, pasta, different sauces, snacks, ect.

When my daughter moved out her first time she didn’t get anything from me because we knew she was going to move back home for a while 6 months after. But when she moved out again the Autumn 2020 she (and her now ex-boyfriend) got 2 cava and the plan was also to give her (they) some plants I had been growing up for them. But because of the different restrictions I didn’t manage to give the plants to her before she suddenly was back home to my home again. But this time she got the plants with her in the moving car 😊.

To have some plants in the home create the home a bit more homely, and plants creates also a different and good atmosphere 🌳. At least I think so 😊. And plants in their own way represented “growing” 🌞.

I did gave my daughter something else too, as “a moving out gift”, a bit like a kind of a basket filled up with food, but instead of a basket filled up with food she actually got a “food box” where I have put away 5 euro for every week we has been living together this time ( it became 13 weeks) , and I also put a notebook and a pen into the box📝.

As a single mammi I have in general needed to think economic, and one of my economic priorities has been how I shop food. In general I shop food once a week, and I actually have a “food box” in my kitchen with the weekly amount I/ we in general need for food. And then I write down on a shopping list what’s necessary to buy for the next week of food and drinks.

In general this has function very well, except from the last 18 months when I have had a lots of “moving in and out” traffic in my home 😊. It’s not easy to “balance” the food, drinks and money to use when there are different types of people living in my home 😊. But this is actually a good way, at least for me, to have a bit control over the economy.

And I have tried to learn my children this tiny little “trick” of saving money too 😊.

My daughter’s new “food box” to have in her kitchen and keep the weekly amount of “food money” and a pen and a note book to write down what she need to buy for the next week. And 2 sweet chocolate bars too and a matchbox is always good to have 😊 And 7 plants as well to her new apartment 😊.

I’m not rich on money, but I’m creative 😊. And my daughter was very happy and grateful for this “Congratulations with your new home” gift from me 😊.

Ps 1- my first days “on my own” has not yet been on my own 😊. My oldest son, his friend and my son’s dog dropped by, and then a friend of me dropped by after they had left 😊. And Ps 2- I’m really looking forward to get a bit control over my own “food box” in my kitchen again, as well as be able to save a bit on both the electricity and water too now- it is what it is to live together with someone else, but I’m looking forward to get a bit more control over my own economy again 😊.

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 😊

My daughter’s “food box” to her new kitchen 😊📝

Me and my daughter had a symbolic toast together the evening before she moved out 🥂. A blue toast for new adventures 😊. And she also got some tiny “Congratulations with your new home” gifts from me, maybe symbolic in their own way? 😊📝🌳 Plants for “growing” and a “food box” for economy ? 😊.

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Is she struggling with me or is she just hugging me? 😅🤗

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

In just a couple of days my daughter is going to move to her own apartment in Malaga 🏠. She is ready to live on her own now- I hope. Well,- at least I can say she is doing incredible well after her not to good experience in December 2020, and she have now got an apartment in the same building as one of her best friends. Her friend lives just one floor below her. Something I’m happy for, but I’m also happy they are not going to live together. I think it’s a bit important that my daughter find her own tempo and dynamics in her life, as well as maybe it’s my time to at least try to find my own tempo and dynamics in my life too 😅.

I need to admit I’m very happy my daughter lives so close to her friend at the same time as they live separately. And yes,- I’m actually happy my daughter is ready to move back to Malaga and live on her own life as well.

Sounds maybe a bit awful for a mammi to say, special after what she was through, but it’s true. I’m looking forward to be just me….again ….hopefully for awhile now 😅. I have tried that a couple of times now,- thought I was start to live my own life, and just have the responsibility for just me and myself. It hasn’t quite been like that,- my children have obviously a tiny tenden to move back home to mammi…..for different reasons. And of course, – they are and will always be very welcome to stay with me for awhile when they need it ❤. But now I need a break from all this moving in and out for awhile 🏡.

I think my daughter is very ready to move out and live on her own too. So I actually asked her to write down what she is going to miss and what she’s not going to miss about living together with me, her mammi. And I have done the same. It’s not a bad list, it’s “just the way it is” list 😊. I think many parents with young adults children in their home have some similar thoughts, experiences and feelings around this “to live together with their young adults children” as I have.

I’m in one way so ready to just start to be me, but at the same time I have, like I mention in the post “The ticket to Madrid is now booked”, that it has not just been me that has kept my children in their hands, but they have in they very own way kept my hand so safety in their hands too.

This is changing now. And I know that this is the way it is, the way it needs to be for all four of us.

Me and my daughter,- I’m not sure if she’s struggling with me or if she’s hugging me 😅

My daughter’s list over “Will miss, will not miss” was supricely short. Mine was a bit longer 😅. Maybe that’s why she’s holding around me like she do? 😅

I’m actually looking forward to just take my own dish wash, and also know where to find all the glasses and plates. And I’m looking forward to just carry food on my back to myself and not two people. It’s a bit heavy to be honest. When this is said, – my daughter has taken the dish wash now and then, and also went to the food store together with me sometimes and helped me carry our food. But most of the time it has been just me.

I’m looking forward to not nag all the time about cleaning up, put the garbage in the garbage box, take the glasses and plates down from the bedroom, remove your socks, t- shirt, sweater from the sofa. Can you take the dish wash? Can you carry out the garbage? And so on… I don’t understand the mess, but I actually don’t think she see “the mess” in the same way I see her mess “here and there and everywhere”. I’m so looking forward to not live with to much mess around me 😅. It’s actually different “small things” in the daily life, but still it’s irritating things because we are in different levels in life, and see things in a bit different ways. And it’s probably irritated me much more then her this small daily things like the socks in the sofa or the glasses in her bedroom, and so on. And I’m looking forward to find my things and stuffs where I put them and not try to find them some other places 😅.

And then it is “the time” , my time will be different, it will probably be a bit more of it. Because when you share your home with someone you also share your time. Something that is in general a good and positive thing, but it is also good and positive to use the time on things that’s just your own, and have your own time in your own way. Or in this “case”,- my own way ( and my daughter’s way too ) 😊. Im looking forward to use more of my time to paint, knit, write, keep my home “in order”, and also proberly some more and other things too.

I’m going to miss her, no doubt about that❤. Miss her energy around me. Miss our “food- haunting” together, and our chatting. I’m going to miss her smile, to talk with her, laugh together eith her and hug her. And Im to miss her safety hand. Im going to miss her help in different online things and App’s I don’t understand. Im going to miss to be sourrende by her, at the same time as it’s great to get this distance from each other too now 😊.

My daughter is looking forward to have her own place, space and apartment. And be alone when she want, use her time on her own and focus on her self. And she also are looking forward to learn to make her own food, and learn to live her life in her own way. And she’s looking forward to not hear me nagging about things and stuffs she doesn’t see, like the socks in the sofa 😅.

I’m actually also looking forward to this things in my life. Also to for example make dinners with tomatoes and onions in 😅. As well as actually not make dinner for anyone else then myself.

Things my daughter is going to miss is me/ mammi, mammi’s food, dinner and lunches. And mammi’s love.

I’m very happy she feel loved by me, and that love will be there always, it will never change ❤.

But as you see,- my “not going to miss” list it’s a bit longer then my daughter’s list. Something I think it’s very normal and natural, because I’m a mammi. But,- now it’s time for the mammi role to change a bit, as well as the mammi/ daughter role too 😊. That’s the way it is when the children are growing up and out from the home 🏡.

I know my daughter loves me, and I know her time together with me has been very valued for both of us. And soon it’s time for some changes in life for both of us, and some new adventures and new experiences in life in different ways forms and ways 😊.

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 😊

I love my love my daughter unconditional- and she knows it very well ❤.

In just a couple of days my daughter is moving out…..again….but this time it’s probably for awhile 🏡. I did ask her what she was looking forward and what she will miss with moving out from her mammi. For some reason my “list” was a bit longer on the “not going to miss” part then her’s 😅.

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