Grazie Baby!

Posted by on May 31, 2009 in images, life, my sons are smarter than me | One Comment

That’s what Damiano says every time he kisses his baby brother. He seems to react to his baby features  just as we adults do: melting. But he’s also a bit jealous. The problem is mostly with me and not with the baby. The baby is fine, as long as I don’t dare take away attention […]

How it all happened.

Posted by on May 24, 2009 in images, life, my sons are smarter than me | 5 Comments

10 days ago I was screaming in a birthing room in the hospital. They’d had induced Santiago’s birth because I was already 9 days late and my blood pressure was so high I had blurred vision all the time and I was simply fed up at the whole still being pregnant. I entered the hospital […]

Wie sehr ich dich mag

Posted by on May 20, 2009 in images, my sons are smarter than me, poetry | 4 Comments

Ich will mir ein Wort ausdenken, ein nigel-nagel-neues Wort. Und es dir schenken. Ein Wort, mit dem ich dir sag, wie sehr ich dich mag


Posted by on May 19, 2009 in images, life, my sons are smarter than me | 4 Comments

Forgive me for the belated post. Santiago and I came back from the hospital on Sunday and these days have been hectic. He’s an angel and I’m smitten, but looking after two little humans is harder than just one. I hope I’ll have the energy and time soon to write about the great experience that […]

perhaps tomorrow?

Posted by on May 11, 2009 in friends, images, my sons are smarter than me | No Comments

tomorrow I have an appointment at the hospital to see how things are going with the little lazy belly-dweller, and I’m taking my bag with me because I really hope that I go spontaneously into labor while I’m there, and if not, I will ask beg for some sort of chemical-pharmaceutical-medical-technological-magical help. I’m leaving you […]

Mother’s Day

Posted by on May 10, 2009 in life | 3 Comments

Life’s circumstances left me without a mother at a very young age. She didn’t die, she just left. And se left us, my brother and me, to a substitute mother who subtly let me believe that it was better that way. And not so subtly. She would threaten us to send us back to our […]

They’re waiting, too.

Posted by on May 5, 2009 in images, life, my sons are smarter than me | 2 Comments

Dear Santiago, your daddy and your brother are very impatient to meet you. Please please… get out!