Personal Update

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Quite some time has passed since our last blog post. Life has taken – let’s say – the pen out of our hands and asked for our full concentration. We were granted the pleasure of pregnancy. However, we had to say goodbye to our youngest family member after only a few weeks. But joy and sorrow are close to each other. Shortly thereafter, we were allowed to once again and officially say yes to each other. On January 20, 2018, we got married spontaneously and in the closest circle. It was a very simple and very intimate celebration – and just the perfect wedding for us! 😊 Weiterlesen

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14. Dezember – Quince/Quitte

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Unfortunately, the quince has been kind of forgotten in our daily kitchen. But the healthy pome fruit strengthens the immune system, relieves inflammation and is even said to prevent cancer. Furthermore, with gastrointestinal problems and fever the consumption of quince can help. In addition, the yellow fruit tastes delicious. 🙂 Weiterlesen

Find yourself, Akeera / Eigensinn trotz Erziehung

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Drinking from baby bottle? Our tiny daughter with the enormous need for sucking gives me a contemptuous look. The pacifier makes her choke. And the pap meal – so cherished by many small children – are despised by her. Better fasting than a baby meal. Just do not be treated like a baby. Finally, she is a full-fledged family member, that Akeera makes us clear in the very first days of her earthly life. With a pronounced own will.

Akeera knows exactly what she wants. She pursues her own way, tries out and discovers her inclinations and aversions. We are watching her, interested, fascinated, and sometimes a little exhausted, because of her single-mindness that does not always matches with our minds. Weiterlesen

New teeth/Neue Zähne

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Midnight. Twelve times the bells ring through the darkness, bring in my birthday. I’m awake. All three of us are awake. Not because we’re celebrating, oh no! On the contrary, Akeera’s (still invisible) can keep us on their toes. I dandle the small, warm body, humming in her ear, bury my face in the soft baby hair. Bravely I ignore the creeping lameness in my arms, the pulling in the cross. Think positively, I tell myself. After all, it’s my birthday. I am grateful that Akeera is such a light child. I am grateful that I have joint her afternoon sleep. I am grateful that I do not have to work tomorrow. Weiterlesen