Category Archives: Maia

2 firsts on a sunny sunday

my kitchen at present <3

my kitchen at present, from Instagram ❤

Its so nice, to be sitting here on the kitchen sofa, still feeling the sun warming through the window at 21.40.  Pretty cup next to me, kvällsfika in my tummy, and First Aid Kit playing on Spotify. The house is quiet, as well it ought be, after a long drawn out bedtime with an over tired  Maia insisting that she absolutely must sleep on her fleece one-piece when its 23C indoors. Its too cold apparently. Bless her.

I cut Maia’s hair for the first proper time today! It was a bloody awful experience, took 10cm off the bottom, levelled it all out so now her ”V” shape with those beautiful curls are gone…and her hair looks much thicker for it. How my baby is growing up!  It seems today has been brought two firsts- the hair cut, and going off to play with the neighbours. The neighbours are lovely, friends from nursery too which is handy, but its HER friends, made all by herself and not because Mamma & Daddy are friends the parentals first. I’ll admit that it was a rather weird, and somewhat difficult feeling to digest, seeing her skip off all happy. Negative as that sounds, its far from it. No, it was a case of not knowing where to put the feeling that was difficult, not knowing what to do wth something I havent experienced before. Its like the first time your baby smiles at you, the first steps, first anything – it stirrs up a feeling that you cant quite put your finger on.

Being in the neighbours garden, made me long even more for our own house with a private garden. We do have a pretty awesome sized garden now, but as we are renting, it isnt entirely our own, and becosting things like a playhouse or sandbox feels like a wasted expense when we arent going to be here forever. Sure we could move the playhouse, and a sandbox wont be *that* pricey with Mark being able to do it all himself, but still. If I am going to be spending money I want it to be to me and mines benefit, and ours only.

So guess what!? I now have a new project – but dont tell my dear wonderful (but long suffering) husband, he may well decide to be done with me haha, seeing as I did promise no projects ’til after our holiday. But yes, the garden is in need of some attention by way of more child friendly things to do. And obviously I already have a plan. Obviously.


little terrors

oh jehezaz, I have been up for 5hours already. I think I can safely blame Mark, for waking Lily up when he got in this morning…haha oh how I shall make him pay once he rises from the depths of self-induced suffering of excess alcohol consumption. Mohahahaha!

What makes the whole darned thing worse, is that Lily was most certainly not up for being awake and in a most foul mood, and she was hell bent on not even having a cuddle on the sofa and trying to chill. No, no. It was all about running back and forth to the kitchen, opening drawers, slamming doors, hissy fitting and chucking dummies every-where, hitting out at me in frustration – i could go on.  It was almost, a little like a whole days worth of mischief squeezed into 2 hours, after which she had managed to wake both Maia and Louise.  I still have ears ringing from the screeching, but Lilypops is now happily snoozing in her cot and I hope she stays there a few hours more (just as much for her sake as my sanity, I promise).  Louise is actually asleep on the sofa too, bless her cottons.

It wouldnt be so bad, if it wasnt for my total brain exhaustion after yesterdays antics. Usually, they are quite forgiving, and only one plays up. Tag-teaming if you will. But yesterday, they were both at it. The girls are throwing themselves whole heartily into a major “lets-push-all-the-boundaries” phase, and they take no prisoners.  With Maia all conversations more or less involve wanting something. Or really NOT wanting something.

Me: ” Maia, please done bang your fork on the glass”
Me: ” Please, stop it now. You will break the glass and hurt yourself”
Me: *facepalm* remove offending objects. Then tell Lily off for copying. Little terrors.

……and you wouldnt want to bare witness to the phenomenal power struggle of a morning getting all the clothes on. Bring on summer!

half term

057Oh I do feel rather lazy today. Its monday, its 7.10am, and I am not even dressed yet. I have had the quickest of showers, but my cosy oversize jumper went on after rather than the days attire. As far from the normal monday stress as can be. Oh yea baby, Mamma is on half term!

Half term and celebrations all -round indeed, but there is work to be done. In fact, the sproglets (who are havin a cuddlefest as I type) are in nursery today, tomorrow and wednesday for a few hours to give me a chance to get ahead of the paper work game and save me time in the evenings and weekends when normal services resume. There’s also the small trip to the UK to get planning on, parents to inform about meetings, and lessons to be planned and made easy for subs to carry out for those days that I am away.

Both the girls have had check ups this week at the Childrens Centre. Lily has had her 18months check up and got a big fat OK stamp. Our littlest Darling is now 89cm tall, weighs 12.9kgs and took her jabs no tears and barely a flinch. Hardcore! I was more a wimp and welling up in anticipation of the tears haha. After Miss Maia’s check up its decided she is now to follow a milk free diet for a few weeks to see if her tummy feels any better…. Every time we go for check ups at the docs they like to weigh the kids, and Maia now stands at 106cm and weighs 17.9kgs. Thats 3.5cm since november! And Lily has grown 6cm since her first birthday. My little Amazonians ❤


Well now it is actually time to get going and get us off to nursery and getting on with work. I thought Id be all effecient and do a check list of things I would like to achieve this week in a vain attempt to coerce that extremely competitive person within me to get going and complete it. So here goes:

This week I will

  • Do the majority of paperwork (this can never truly be done completely haha)
  • Go to the gym TWICE
  • Go for a powerwalk TWICE
  • Paint my nails
  • Do the ironing
  • fix drawers in the bedroom




Saturday, the weekend, Hallelujah! This week has been a pain in the bottom, what with 2 Wilsons with a sickness bug and the little M taking a trip to the hospital twice. The former, sounding worse than it was thankfully – first a quick check up and OK stamp on swelling of joints (there are none woop woop) and second seeing a speech therapist for assesing and recieving help to encourage Maia’s language skills to come on a bit better sooner. Being bi-lingual both Maia and Lily are expected to be a little behind with their speech as there is obviously more for the brain to take in. Normally, they wouldnt refer a child with the ”difficulties” Maia has until much later I was told yesterday, but they think a more pro active approach is best. Meaning, they dont wait until it really is a problem for Maia and it starts affecting her socially. Giving her help now, is to save her frustration later, and also helps us, to be able to help Lily better ourselves when the time comes. I like.

I am actually nippin’ into work today, we have open house for prospective students which will be fun. Its just hard to decide what to wear…Speaking of which, the past few weeks have seen escalating tensions of a morning when M and I are drawn into discussions about what to wear. She.Is.THREE.Years.Old – help me god when she gets older haha. As her father says, she must be her mothers daughter 😉

I have a feelin its going to be a good weekend, piles of ironing and extra work included. Depending on the birthday girl, there may even be a party tomorrow with the kiddiewinks, and socialising for us all. Cant moan at that =)

A day with miss Maia







Being three years old must be pretty fab. You are carefree and oblivious to all the not so fun things in life and you get away with being what ever you want – like a pirate or a princess, doctor and even a complete terror to your parents. Fitting as many things in in one day as possible is the rule rather than the exception.

Maias imagination is wild at the moment. She lives herself into her roleplayin games completely and has a jolly good time of it. When she is in her princess mode,she speaks so softly and becomes a dainty little flower. Put her in her pirate get up, and she flings herself over and off the sofa as if she was on a ship rolling on the seven seas. She thrusts her foam sword with a firm and fierce “arrrrrr!!”  and runs away giggling when we feign startlement. Poor Lily has this constant bemused look on her face, like she is wondering what on earth Maia is really up to..

I love it. Its so fascinating and fun seeing her personality shine through. I think my favourite is when she plays families and she’s mum; and I get to hear back exactly what I sound like haha. Or even when she asks to have her hair like Pippi Longstockings and she seems to think its ok to be that little bit extra cheeky. Y’know, if you ask her what her name is, she will tell you its Maia Pippi! Little monkey 😉



I am a little confuddled by this state of stress i find myself in. From a wholly selfish point of view, *I* have nothing to do for the big C that drawes near. The presents have been done for a few weeks and as I wont be doin any cooking (cheers mum and Mark) I am exempt from the challanges of food shopping. I must be soaking up everyone elses vibes. What a muppet eh.

In other news, Maias joints arent doin so well and we are back on meds- that dont seem to be doing so well either. The way it looks now we are due a visit to the hospital next week. Apart from the obvious reason for disliking this, it throws a spanner in the plan to have all my planning done before the new year so that I can have a complete week off as it were. But we know by now that life never goes to plan 😉

Anyhoo, its best I get on and do the tidyin so Im good to jump in the shower when Mark is back from the shops. If i can get myself half way to the glamness of the picture today, then this day will be even better. It feels like a good day already
, but it will be much more pleasant if I escape this state of scummy mummy!


Every night when i go to kiss the girls goodnight, im stricken with pain. To see my darlings so achingly beautiful & snoozin peacefully sends waves of love all over me to the point i feel like i am going to burst. Its enough sometimes to make me well up. No matter how horrid a day we may have had, a goodnights kiss and sniff of my lovelied wipes the slate clean and i can go to my bed relaxed.

Tonight is one of them nights were it has hit me a little harder just how intense my feelings towards the girls are. when the weight of the responsibility as a parent hits and you kneel for the pressure and in the same breath you feel as light as a feather for the happiness your children bring you. Gosh, its bloomin hard to explain that feeling!?

I wish that one day, Maia and Lily will feel as I do towards them and have their own families. I am very much looking forward to the journey there, but right now, the most important thing is sleep at Casa Wilson.  A busy week at work and home- and i forsee the weekend following suit- means I ought to get back in the black in the sleep account. Plus, its my turn to deal with any extra early wake up calls so you can almost predict what will happen… 😉