In the Netherlands, you can’t just go to the hospital emergency room if you have an emergency.
Trust me, I’ve tried.
You’re supposed to call the 24/7 (weekend / evenings) huisarts (general practitioner’s) phone number and they determine if you should come into see them or go straight to the hospital and whether or not to send an ambulance to get you or if it’s fine if you just bike over.
And if they decide they can’t handle it, then they’ll send you to the hospital emergency room.
We found this out when I was two months pregnant and I woke up at three in the morning with my bottom lip, one ear lobe, and one eye swollen shut with hives cause I was allergic to pregnancy.
Continue reading “I Made That Appointment Yesterday”
TRIGGER WARNING This article or section, or pages it links to, contains information about sexual assault and/or violence which may be triggering to survivors.
I’m not ready to share my story, but reading yours helps me and, no doubt, countless others who have experienced something similar.
Continue reading “[trigger warning] Dear Brock Turner’s Assault Victim”
You can read all about it In All The Devilish Details.
It was beyond my wildest dreams to imagine that Pontus and Jacque and Ulrika and Arthur had all collaborated to make sure that I would get the best birthday surprise of all – JACQUE VISITING FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND.
And then remember when I said there’s a video?
Continue reading “Remember That Surprise Birthday Present?”
Today I had an introvert moment and cancelled a coffee outing with a friend.
So she surprise brought over strawberries and fudge brownie ice cream.
She said $TITLE as I answered the door, knowing that when I’m in introvert mood, I don’t like people.
Continue reading ““Please Don’t Kill Me.””
Especially when you get your son to fall asleep on the plane, but you’re paranoid about anything happening to him so you stay awake, watching some amazing shows (HUMANS!) and movies (ZOOTROPOLIS!) and you and your family are so exhausted when you land that you ALL THREE FALL ASLEEP ON THE TRAIN RIDE HOME.
Yeah, that’s right.
On the train.
Continue reading “Jetlag is HARSH”
And boy are my arms tired.
QUEUE THE LAUGHTER
We bought Sasha food pouches for the flight home and, wouldn’t you know it, those adorable little convenience packs set off the security alarms.
As in, the bomb experts came over.
Continue reading “Just Flew Into Amsterdam”
Last night I said good bye to my bestest friend, my zusje, my soulmate – and she flew back home to Atlanta.
And now I just wanna sleep all the time and not eat and have negative thoughts.
But I knew something like this was happening, so these are the steps I took to lessen the blow.
Continue reading “oh, HELLO.”
Okay, so let’s catch up.
A recap. Review. Restatement of facts. Redundantly. Repeatedly. Again.
- Stay up late talking – SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON.
- Visit friends and family and eat amazing food and drink ALL THE WINE.
- Eat cake. Lots and lots of cake.
- Go to Ariel Stretch class together cause torture is good for the soul.
- Do an escape room cause DUH. Hopefully we get out. Hopefully we don’t kill each other in the process. Hopefully our friendship survives.
- Do something spa like. Probably a massage. Cause MASSAGE.
- Cracker Barrel. Cause tradition. And pancakes. Real American Pancakes. With all the butter.
Those were the goals, but what have we done so far?
Continue reading “Cheat to Win”
A friend reached out in response to yesterday’s post On Life – specifically in response to the section about vacations:
Vacations with toddlers are not vacations.
They pointed out the lack of routines and extra sugar and new experiences completely resonated with ‘not relaxing’.
A HUNDRED THOUSAND BILLION TIMES THIS.
You go on vacation. And I love me some vacation. Some quiet time on the beach without that thing.. oh, what is that thing called… other people. Without other people. And a good book. And lots and lots of sunscreen. I could fall asleep for hours and take a dip or two in the ocean and read and sleep some more and get incredibly burned and be utterly content with it all.
But that’s not vacation.
Continue reading “And I Love Me Some Breakfast”
I am UTTERLY and COMPLETELY overwhelmed by you.
I never expected such an outpouring of love and support and I am almost completely at a loss for words.
So I’m gonna quote you.
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