A christmas gift

Im trying to not get too excited but my sis and her family has said they might come to London over Christmas

Ok, even the thought is making me WAY TOO EXCITED! I mean, sis, the kids and Micke for Christmas. In London. With me. Being fat and super preggers with my family around me. I cant imagine anything better.

I know ive been all sad about missing Christmas at home but this would be as epic. And if they dont come Jean, Natalia and baby Sophie will be here and we’ll do a Christmas dinner at ours. Plus i get to keep Woolly. Ill gather all my lost london friends around me and stuff them full with food.

There is somehing about the times in life when you need people extra much and you turn around and there they are. Family, friends, people that show you that hell no, you are not alone. Im very lucky to have the best people around me. Always.

Other signs of sweetness this week is George coming home early last night to cook me dinner, Louise texting out of the blue telling me she has made me a ring, Filippa making me feel so happy about our decision to move back to Sweden, only getting 10 min with Maggie on the phone but missing her fiercly and Woolly cuddling up so close every night.

Life. Pretty banging after all.

Ma boys. How i love these two.

George is the best. He really takes care of me and makes me feel so loved and safe every day. And Woolly is just my bundle of happiness.

He, sorry for the ugly pic but wanted to show you how you can totally see the head as that big lump on the right of my belly button. Hey baby!

Its all about the green today.

And the belly of course. Its always about the belly.

Btw, the funniest thing happened on my way to the dentist on Monday. These two boys, not a day older than 14, came up to me and one was like ‘hey, can my friend have your number’.

I just burst out laughing. Couldnt stop myself. They were just kids. The friend was like ‘why not?’ to my strangled no and i just walked on and kept laughing.

Poor boy, hope i didnt burst his ego. But, they must have totally missed the massive belly 🙂

Green on green. Feel like a snake.

George is working late for the rest of the week now for cocktail week and i need fill my time with something else than snoozing. Thats a challenge.

Friendships!

Filippa came to London yesterday for work. And to see me!! I got so excited i took zero photos. But she looked gorgeous and it was amazing to see her. The best thing about moving back to Sweden is my friends and family. Im lucky ive kept in touch with them over the years and ill fall straight into the arms of my bffs.

What the last 10 years have really taught me is that friendships takes active work as well. Especially if you are a phone phobic like me. But ive really tried to be there for my friends and theyve certainly been there for me. The most important ones have become even stronger due to the effort put into them.

Tonight i have a phone date with Maggie, need to see her baby boy even if its only on facetime.

But, emotions and friendships aside, lets look at my consumerism (sorry Greta)

1 of my 3 (yes, i know) advent calendars. A puzzle one. 12 mini ones until Christmas.

The most rock and roll advent calendar you have ever seen.

And my mahoosive beauty calendar. Yes, this is beyond indulgent and my mum would sigh at me if she knew but it makes me so happy. Plus, im forever claiming the ‘i dont get to go home over Christmas’ card.

That deserves 25 boxes of beauty magic.

We will however have a little dinner on the 24th for everyone in London. Serve some swede stuff and listen to all the Christmas songs.

I will reclaim Christmas. No crying on this bad ass girl.

Impending heartbreak

One of the weirdest things about not drinking is how weekday and weekend just blend together. No hangovers, no crazy parties, just slow, lovely days with my little family. Im sure ill appreciate this even more when its gone.

We had a perfect autumn weekend. Went for dinner and watched Rocketman on Saturday and met up with a crew to see Joker yesterday. And lots of leafy walks in Ravenscourt.

I spoke to Oliver yesterday and he wants to keep Woolly with him here in London when we move to Sweden and ive promised myself i wont fight that. Even if my heart is breaking even thinking about it (it really does) i cant steal him from his dad and his beloved London. I mean, we wont even have a flat when we move.

So right now im going through the slowest break up ever. Just want to cuddle him forever. The saddest thing is that i cant explain it to him, ill be just be gone one day…

Ok, have to stop thinking about it. My little heart is breaking.

My Saturday breakfast. Delicato ball. Give the belly what the belly wants.

Ma boys! Cant believe im going to have a family full of boys next year.

George locked our keys in the flat. I mean, come on… Good thing Ol has an extra pair and W just ended up getting an even longer walk in the park. He was one happy champ.

Belly was with us as well.

Told you, its all about them W cuddles right now. Im going to smother him for the next year.

Hello there 25w belly. You are looking strong. I could pat his little head yesterday pushing against my side. 15 weeks and we get to hold you.

Tonight seeing F who are in town for a night but before that dentist. Just keep living that rock and roll lifestyle.

Staying bad ass

Im wearing a thick jumper today. Loving it. And a beanie. Yes, im going all basic bitch and loving on autumn but i DO love autumn. Mainly because of candles and tea and books which is my life anyway. Plus lets face it, im no summer girl. Never have been. Always better with a pale face, black and a leather jacket.

Bought myself a new bad ass ring to give myself a much needed oumphf. Because pregnancy is not bad ass. Well, it is with what the body is doing and all that but i dont exactly feel bad ass. I feel achy and farty and burpy. Hence new swag.

Look at this beauty. A vampire bite ring in silver. From Kasun. I can probably kill people with that one.

Less cool things ive been up to is arranging babys drawer of clothes. My mum was like ‘was is that ugly brown thing’. Its a lil lion and its super cute. The best thing about having your own baby is that you can do whatever YOU want. If i want to dress my boy as the fiercest lil lion ever i will.

So yeah, we are pretty much done now. Just waiting for our lil bundle of crazy.

Hey there baby bump. 25w. 60% done and won. 65 more working days until maternity. Not that im counting down or anything…

But, my feet and ankles hasnt swollen yet so still wearing nice shoes.

And all in on the layering today. You can barely see the bump hiding there.

God, my life is just swallowed up by pregnancy. Sorry to…well, everyone. But, it was a long fucking time coming.

When my mum said she thinks im like buying and fixing too much i just wanted to scream ‘but i waited soooooo long for this and had to see everyone else around me get it’. So yeah, i stand tall in the fact that finally its my turn to nest. 18 months of tests and worry and injections and now im going to enjoy every second of it.

Hands up for a laugh

90% of all im saving off my phone at the moment is baby related. Which is completely uninteresting to pretty much anyone else. So here is a compilation of some other fun things from the world out there.

Me right now. Its all anxiety and back problems.

Ha, this made me laugh so hard. Love this kind of CV bullshitting. The complete opposite of the person who wrote ‘internet’ under special skills in a CV sent to my team.

100% getting this for Christmas. Last year i had 4 advent calendars. Need to top that this year. Only 84 days to go…

All the time. Love me some synth 80’s pop.

Haha. The cutest little bat ever. I want him. And ill keep calling him the darkness. Promise.

So very, very sad…

Haha, so true. Everyone wwant someone to cuddle with when rose season is over.

Me. And Filippa. But im totally tagging myself in this. I have become even clumsier since pregnant. Im a walking catastrophy.

All the jabs

Went to the doctor this morning for whopping cough and flu jab. Double trouble. Both my arms feels like they got hit by a truck. But, im definitely not one of those anti vaccers and think its super important now that im pregnant. Going back this afternoon for a normal check up. Belly is sizeable these days and ive gained 7kg. I think thats pretty much smack mid normal. Most of my friends seem to have gained between 15-18kg.

Lil Loki is definitely on the more energetic side… Reading forums and stuff most mums say they feel their baby a couple of times a day and a kick here and there. I feel him ALL THE DAMN TIME. Kicking or wriggling or like swimming around. Its very nice when he doesnt wake me with one of this well placed rib kicks.

On Friday W and me went to Katta for dinner. She had bought special paw ham for her furry grandchild. He adores her.

And she made fish soup for us.

Dont leave me 😦

I know Sweden is the right thing all that jazz. But still. Done leave me…

On Saturday it was park walkies. Autumn feels and lots of kisses because why not.

Made a batch of chocolate balls in the evening and we smashed them. Because hell yes and sweetnes.

These guys makes life like 100% better.

On Sunday we had Frankie and Elena over for lunch. George made laksa. Yum!

Happy with his own cooking skills. Pasta a la thai that it ended up being called after it was more like a stewthan a soup. Delicious though.

And they brought treats. You can come any time. Plus a hand broidered baby bib by Frankie mum. So sweet. Loki is going to be the best dressed boy ever

(yes, im going with Loki. We havent decided on name yet and Jellybean feels to small so hes a little god of mischief)

Sunday night perfection. Hound and foot massage.

Hello there belly. Going to be hard to see anything over you soon.

Lullaby

Friday! Finally. This had been a long week. Prague, London and Paris in less than 5 days. I mean, its cool and all that but pretty draining. So bring on lazy times. Ill definitely aim for a job with less traveling as my next one. Love traveling for fun but not a massive fan of the job ones. Plus lil baby wont want mum to be away all the time.

I think he is happy in there. The kicks are getting stronger and last night he definitely woke me up with one. Looking at Georges mega thighs i dont want to think about was the end will be like. Hoping itll be so snug in there he wont have room for a proper roundhouse one.

W barking at me when i came home last night. Very angry i had to go to the bathroom rather than play with him.

Singing to lil baby this morning. Just trying the favourite name Lukas out. Its basically me singing i think he is sleeping. Because it was quiet for once in there.

Wearing actual normal clothes to work today. Finally a tad bit colder. The autumn clothes work better to just layer up and wear normal stuff.

Full outfit in all its glory. Feel almost hot.

Btw, a weird thing is guys that whistle or comment after you when you are clearly pregnat. I mean wtf. Arent you supposed to be sheltered at least then. Well, clearly not.