Monthly Archives: April 2011

Everything is new in May …

(… or during the last days of April.)

All of you probably know the saying ‘Everything is new in May’ (my translation from the well-known German proverb ‘Alles neu macht der Mai’), especially when you are living in the northern hemisphere. The grass starts shooting up, flowers are flourishing, birds start building their nest, bloggers do refurbish their blog … Paradise is slightly below the equator, but not too far below that we actually have real seasons, so there is no spring, summer, fall or winter, only ‘hot, rainy and humid’ (northeast monsoon) or a ‘little less hot, a little more dry and windy’ (southwest monsoon). And therefore never the perfect time to clean out the closet. I tend to do this whenever the spiders are becoming annoying when claiming their territory and I get very annoyed about this.

So I decided now is the time, the blog needs to get a new appearance, has to freshen up a little, but not too far astray from the main theme ‘Mommy’s Paradise’. After all, this is where ‘Timan’, Hubs and I are living.

Ok, I was inspired by several other bloggers freshening up their layout and just right now I saw that there is a new theme on WordPress.com available where I can link to some popular social network profiles in the header. Way to go I thought and here it is: Thaa thaa.

But now I would really need your help on this. What is your opinion? Do you like the new theme and what I did with it? Or should I switch back to the old one? Please don’t be shy and tell me straight forward what do you think. 

Wordless Wednesday – the Monkey on the Tortoise …

… is not a fable from the animal kingdom but a friendship for real:

‘Timan’ is hitching a ride around the garden on his big friend.

(as part of Wordless Wednesdays and linked up with live and love … out loud, project alicia, parenting BY dummies, Dagmar’s Momsense, Seven Clown Circus, Dear Crissy Momhood Captured, Supermom Alysha and more )

It’s so hot here – off to Gromi’s we go!

It’s hot in paradise. I mean really hot, you know, the humid type of hot. We still have rainy season, northeast monsoon, and sometimes not much wind and when there is, it’s a hot one heated up over the ocean.

Every morning I wake up, not because ‘Timan’ is pulling on my leg, no. I’m waking up because I feel hot. At 6:30 it’s about 28C/82F and the temperature rises to an average of 32C/90F around 3pm. Not bad you say? No, it’s not bad at all, I’m not complaining. I love it, well, most of the time. But Hubs is complaining. He doesn’t like it at all. So he’s quietly sweating (and suffering?) while I feel at ease. Let’s be honest, the temperature is one of the reasons why I like living here.

But sometimes, when the going gets tough, or the hot gets really hot, we escape. Like we did yesterday. And off to Gromi’s we go.

Gromi {pronounced ‘Gromee’} is Hubs’ mother, ‘Timan’s grandmother, and she’s living way up in the ‘cold’, in the mountains and at certain times of the year, during southwest monsoon, it’s getting real cold up there. But now, during the rainy season it’s just a couple of degrees less, but they make all the difference and there is always a nice breeze.

So Hubs, ‘Timan’ and I spent Easter Sunday eating good traditional creole dishes at my mother in law’s. ‘Timan’ is always surprising me when he’s eating somewhere else but at home. No picky eating anymore, he’s digging in, same as everybody else.

I don’t think it’s my cooking (even though I know it’s not the best). As soon as we are home, and eat some leftovers from the feast, he’s turning his nose up on them. Back to normal (toddler)mood. So it has to be the place and the company.

But one thing, one major thing, is different here on Easter Sunday.

Easter in paradise is not like Easter in the real world with lots of colored eggs and Easter baskets the kids have to find in the garden and unfortunately there are no chocolate eggs and no chocolate Easter bunnies at all. They are simply non-existent here. I figured it’s either because of the heat (we all have a fridge though 😉 ), or because the government has decided the people have to lose weight (!?! the banana republic thing), but I’m not sure. But I do know that I miss it. I miss it a lot. I’m coming from the ‘chocolate country’, do you remember? And in time I will start our own little Easter tradition, with coloring eggs and such, just for ‘Timan’. But he will have to miss out on the bunnies, unfortunately.

However yesterday our ‘Timan’ found another thing he enjoyed to do, inspired by his older cousins. To my surprise I found him doing this:

and he was highly concentrated ‘flying’ this:

constantly repeating ‘ouhou0h, it’s gonna crash, it’s gonna crash, ups, it crashed’.

I’m not sure if I will let him venture into the world of PlayStation at home as of yet, but I realize it’s just going to be a matter of time.

In the meantime I’m happy he also likes to fool around with his cousins and play football with Gromi or one of his aunts.

And the last thing I really like up in the mountains, with a glass of wine in one and my Hubs on the other hand, is watching this:

I hope all of you spent a wonderful Easter (with lots of chocolate bunnies ;-)).

He can do it all, or maybe not?

‘Timan’s ‘terrible two’ are striking with full power these days, one temper tantrum one after another. Sometimes for reasons I can understand, like he wants something but he’s not allowed to have it, or he wants to do something himself and I don’t let him because it’s too dangerous for him, or he’s being naughty and has to sit on the naughty chair. But sometimes out of the blue because of nothing, he’s not hungry or thirsty, he’s not tired, he’s not overwhelmed by anything and he probably doesn’t even remember himself why it started, maybe it was just because an ant crossed his path, I have no idea.

However it’s never because he is not capable to do a thing I came to realise. The little monkey, as little as he is, thinks he’s the one. The one and only who has the ‘golden fingers’ and he’s capable of doing anything he wants with them. A very dangerous situation we have here. Maybe I always fear for the worst but I cannot help it. He’s not even 2 3/4 years old and has a very limited sense of danger. We keep telling him ‘don’t do this, because …’, he stops, thinks, walks away, comes back and does it anyway. And I have to admit, normally nothing happens. Either I see him in the attempt and manage to stop him or he’s just lucky, strong enough, a too good climber, you name it.

… I really want those DVDs up there, they are so shiny to look at, the covers have a cartoon character on them and I’d love so much to tear them apart, like the ones I did the other day …

But with all this said, there is another thing that’s getting a bit out of hand in the little monkey’s head. ‘Timan’ is getting somewhat bossy there days. Now that he’s back to his old self, he wants to organise the household, run the show and have Mommy and Hubs dance when he says dance. Well, actually more the Mommy, the Hubs is not around so often because he’s at work.

I was told ordering around others is part of this developmental stage as well. It’s not surprising when you are told the whole day what to do and what you should not do that you start to do behave the same way. I try not to tell him too often what he should do or not, unless his action is dangerous for himself or others or he is destroying valuable things. But because he’s almost constantly testing his limits I actually end up giving him orders more often than I would like to.

I see no other way out than to relax, close my eyes on it (but not completely, keep watching the little monkey under my eyelashes, danger is lurking everywhere) and let it pass. Hopefully it will pass soon, very soon, otherwise Mommy’s mental stage is in real danger.

How about you fellow Mommies (and Daddies)? What measures are you taking to keep you sane? Please take a heart and give me some ideas, I run out of them.

Wordless Wednesday – the splish-splash-soprano

If you wanna become a real good opera singer, you gotta start from early on in the shower …

And Mommy is getting some pictures for her #WW post. Thanks little one.

(as part of Wordless Wednesdays and linked up with Live and Love … out loud, Project Alicia, Dagmar’s Momsense, BabyBabyLemon and parenting BY dummies and more)