Flea market and pizza the weight watchers way

How cute is this?

And this?

I want this cookie platter one day! So cute and totally shabby chic!

Noah likes the view from up here on the shoulders of his gorgeous mom!

Me and Jenny left the boys with their fathers and went to a couple flea markets. I have always liked to bargain shop and try to get my crib to look cute. I have started to love the style called shabby chic, so my goal now is to try to fix the chest that you see above into that style. I also found an ancient coffee grinder and milk can that are going to be used as flower pots. The silver platters you see I am going to turn into candle platters, maybe, we'll see how it goes. I couldn't resist the little tea set either, maybe Noah wants to play with them one day!

This friday we made a delicious pizzza, weight watchers style of course but with some extra goodies on thanks to the extra points I have earned by exercising this week (which has been 5 times FYI). To complete this friday menu we had something good to drink as well.

Lately, to keep Noah occupied while we make dinner, he plays with the kitchen utensils (of course) not the knifes. It's a good way for us to keep an eye on him but sometimes he crawls (read sneaks) up right next to us by the stove and climbs up agains it, very scarry especially if the stove is hot.

Bart enjoyin the pizza!

I feel the calling...

again!

New booties for Noah

These little booties I made for Noah, and for being the first time I ever make anything like this I have to say I am kind of proud of myself!

Noah was sitting under the blanket with his mommy today and this is how our cute little boy turned out afterwards. His hair is all static and Noah thought that it was so funny under there. I laughed my guts out!

Finally one minute left over for blogging

I started weightwatchers and have been going to the gym now for 1,5 months and it feels really good! I lost 3,3kg (7 lbs) in 2 weeks and I am so proud of my self. This is usually how I start my day; a smoothie, a cup of herb tea (organic of course), a morning drink made with fresh squeezed lemon and oranges, fresh ginger, OJ and flaxseedoil (linfrö olja), my daily vitamins and my omega 3. Talk about healthy, huh?. Then I try to go to the gym 3-4 times a week and I already feel a lot stronger and energetic. I take classes like step, spinning, or afrodance or just the gym where I now run about 4 km (3 miles) on the tread-mill. My body is thanking me everyday for doing this for my self. My body is my temple!

Noah thinks it's a lot more fun to stand up in the high chair and mommy is just striking a pose in her new hair due. I got tired of always streaking it blond so I decided to go brown.

It was scarry to find him like this after I just turned my back away for one second. He thinks it's really fun though!

Bart is also doing good with the weightloss and exercise. I am telling him that he doesn't need to loose anymore, but stubburn as he is he doesn't listen to me. But it's good that I have him to push me in the right direction and not give up.

Noah is a very happy and curious boy. He is getting even more mobile and is now walking really good along all of our furnitures. He got the balance down and doesn't hurt him self as often. He waves to you, he knows where the light is if you ask him, he started to clapp his hands too and when we are playing music and dance he starts to dance or more wiggle his body to the music. It's so fun to see what he is up to every day.

Noah 2,5 months

Only a mother can see and feel the bond that we have

Sweetness in a little body

Father and son, big and small

A day in August these lovely moments were captered by Helena Winther as our baptism gift for Noah. What a work of art and what a lovely way to hold on to these precious memories. Thank you Helena for giving us your talent transformed into this, you are the best as always. Noah looks so small here, doesn't he? I love him so much that there are no words to describe.

A visit to see Elton and Levi

Finally I got to see my friend Malin's twin boys Elton and Levi. They are already 2 months old so it was definetely time. They are so cute and so tiny and Malin is a very good mother. It was fun to finally see the little guys that hid in her tummy. Malin is proudly holding her little Levi on this picture. I got to hole the little guys too, they were light as feathers but so darn cute.

Noah was a little bit bigger than these little guys. Malin was in a little chocked to see him since he grew so much since last time she saw him.

This is Elton, the bigger of the twins.

Guess what?

Noah just love his cousin Milo. They are playing so good, grabbing for eachothers toys and standing up on the same things. They play so good. Sometimes very curious about one anothers faces, grabbing it sometimes a little too hard.

Noah eats with his whole face. Aslong as he eats anything mommy is happy. After not being sick anymore he is really starting to eat us out of house and home.
To be able to crawl, Noah discovered that he can put the toys in his mouth. Smart little guy!

Remember that we had to build a getto wall of chairs to keep Noah where we could see him. Noah already found a little loophole. Now, what to do?

Noah leard to wave today, how cute is he on a scale? Off course mom and dad are very proud. We havn't showed him that many times, he just figured it out himself. Now it's all he does, when he is happy, when he is a little fussy, when he is eating or even falling asleep. He is so dang cute!

Noah makes mommy happy

Life goes on over here. Even though my heart is aching my mind is getting more and more at ease. It makes more sense as the days goes by to stick with our decision. Noah is happy and is making his mommy happy. We are looking forward to brighter days. Life goes on!

My little girl!

There's nothing mean about this little girl. I miss her so much that I can't explain. If you have never had a special realtionship with the man's best friend you will probably not understand what I am talking about. All I am thinking about is if I made the right decision? I don't know if I can live with the knowledge of somebodyelse raising my little girl. I don't know if I can live without her! I wish some little angel can just whisper he right answer to me.

Daisy will always be ours...

...but sadly we decided to let her go somewhere that was better for our little girl. Ever since Noah came to us Daisy has been a little left out and as a result has become more and more mischevious. She also didn't get the exercise and the stimulation she so needed. It would have been more selfish to keep her thinking that we might move over seas on day. With a broken heart we decided to put a little note up on the Hunters association webpage and after a few days a man called Alf answerd. He and his wife Gunda came to see Daisy and immediatley fell in love with her. We thought long and hard, and prayed to God, and made this very difficult decision. Our little friend Daisy would have it so good with them.

Here's me, Noah and Daisy chillin in the bed on of the last mornings. If you only knew how hard this is for me, I cry right now as I am writing this! Daisy has been our dog for almost 3 years and we have made her to what she is. She is a wild dog with lots of energy, but she is always the happiest little dog with the biggest heart that could never hurt anybody. One week before Alf contacted me about her, I prayed a little prayer to God because I didn't know what to do. I can seriously tell that Daisys new owners are people that are send to me by angels. Friendly people like them you will rarely run into.

Noah said his goodbyes too, in his little special way. They just recently started to get to know eachother.

My little girl in my arms the last night. If you knew how lovable she is. All she wants to do is to cuddle and roll up to a little pretzel under the blanket in the bed. Ohh I miss her so much right now.

Bart said goodbye too. I even think he will miss that wild dog!

Alf and Daisy are playing tug-of-war. A nicer man that this 71 one year old hunter with a heart of gold is hard to find. The first time he saw Daisy he immediately lifted her up in his lap and whispered in her ears: Are you going to be my little girl? It was love at first sight.

When we got there they had a very nice dinner prepared for us. This was the appetizer.

Daisy got comfortable right away and tried all the lazyboys out, one by one. They gave her treats and bones and told us that Gunda just started knitting a little shirt for her to where this cold winter. How much love and attention is Daisy going to get? She is going to be there little child I think!

When I look into her eyes I am wondering if she now is thinking why we left her. Maybe she is just waiting for the day we will come to get her back? Will she ever understand why? If she only knew that we did this because we love her too much and that we just want the best for her.

Alf and Gunda live right in the forest and has about 150 meters (160 yards or so) to the ocean. That day it was very windy and the waves where very high, as you can see here. Alf brought the binoculars (kikaren) and we got to see the beautiful scenery. We went for a walk in the neighbourhood. Daisy had lots of fun in the snow and was happy as always.

I got to borrow Gundas fur hat. Not very cool looking, but very warm and cozy.

Here's Daisy with her new grandfather (Bart said that him and I will always be her mom and dad).

The street they live on is called Solskensvagen (the sunshine road). To me that symbolises happyness, friendlyness and love, something that I know Daisy is always going to be surrounded with.

Dad Bart one last time with his girl.

Here's Gunda with the coffee and cookies. Really wonderful people them two.

Daisy is already enjoying her new house. Here she is chilling in her little bed.

Now it has been 32 hours since we left her. When it was time to leave we put our coats on and Daisy was standing there ready by the door. Now it just hit me, this feeling of now the time is here. My eyes started to water up and my heart started to ache. Gunda picked her up so that she wouldn't run after us and I gave Daisy a hug and a kiss. Alf came with us out to the car and asked if it was hard to leave her . I looked at him and started to ball my eyes out. He gave me the biggest hug and said to think of it as them just taking care of her for us for a month (the time we decided to try it out). He promised to give me a call at least once a day so that both Daisy and I could be calm. We sat down in the car, backed up and waved goodbye. I cried and I cried and I am still crying. Will I ever stop crying? Did we give up too easy? We will go there in a month and see her again.