A new chapter
Moa has started Förskola (Swedish daycare) this week, and even if only for a few hours a day, I now have the mornings to myself.
A Summer of firsts
"Este año es diferente" says Graeme with endearment every time I leave the table before ten to get Moa to sleep.
Days by the sea
Days here, at my parents house, go at an even slower pace. We wake up whenever Moa wakes up, which goes from nine to eleven, depending on the day.
First days of maternity leave
It hasn't been easy for me to start this journal. In times when everything seems immediate, when images are shared and then forgotten, it made sense for me to consider returning to something that once gave me great joy: blogging.