Not too long ago I published a post about what I eat in a day on a regular weekday – and since it was pretty healthy I felt like it didn’t properly reflect my diet and that I needed to do a post about what I eat on a “cheat day” too. I try to eat healthy during the week and allow myself to indulge on the weekend. And trust me, I do indulge!
Maya is ill and has therefore enjoyed a longer nap today, and since I have a cold as well and trying to take it easy I’ve given myself permission to just watch TV during her sleep. I love food and health-related TV shows, so first I watched an episode of the Finnish “You Are What You Eat” and then an episode of “Fitness Diaries” – a show where five Finnish fitness-women vlog about their lives. And after I watched these shows I felt that I have to write about something that has been on my mind for a while.
One year ago, at 18.48 in the evening, a little but very loud girl with dark eyes and a dimple on her left cheek was born. She was a big, healthy baby who was born into the water within four hours of the first contraction. She came out with a demanding cry and we fell in love with her straight away. I could tell it was love at first sight when she met her proud big sister too.
I usually don’t like to make a fuss about my birthday, partly because I don’t like getting older and older and older…But this year, for some reason, I felt like I wanted to document my day, so that’s exactly what I did. My birthday held within it a lot of food and sweets, just the way I like it. We also visited a festival, which was right up my street…
Our 5th annual girls’ trip took us to Berlin this year – a city I’ve wanted to visit for ages. This time 7 of us managed to sort out childcare and not be heavily pregnant etc., which is not a bad turnout considering the hectic lives everyone has. We left Helsinki early on Friday morning and flew back on Sunday evening, but in hindsight we should’ve flown on Thursday so we would’ve been a bit less tired on Friday. But hey, at least we learned a lesson!
I’ve been away from my home country for almost 7 years. 7 years! How did that happen?! Anyway, it’s inevitable that being away for so long will mean you forget about how certain things work in your own country and that certain things change and that you therefore might be in for a bit of a culture shock.
It’s been a month since Matthew’s family visited, so it’s about time I get the second post about their stay up on the blog! They only had two full days with us; one of them was spent in my home town Porvoo and the other one in Helsinki where we live now. I’ve slept around 3-4 hours per night lately, so I will keep it short and hopefully don’t write anything incoherent…Let’s go!