{"id":357,"date":"2012-10-11T22:37:40","date_gmt":"2012-10-11T20:37:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/?p=357"},"modified":"2012-10-11T22:37:40","modified_gmt":"2012-10-11T20:37:40","slug":"some-different-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/2012\/10\/11\/some-different-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Some different life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So, now I\u2019ve been home with our daughter for one and a half week.\u00a0I&#8217;m\u00a0starting to get a hold of things. I\u2019m starting to understand the work involved in entertaining a kid all day. I\u2019m having a hard time thinking of easy and good food, but thanks to some of my readers I still have a few ideas that I can use.<\/p>\n<p>One thing I\u2019m realising is that no day is like the other. One day I\u2019m getting all the signals right and I don\u2019t have to change one used diaper. Other days I\u2019m missing all of them. (She has been using the potty a long time, but for safe we use diapers too). Some days I can eat in peace with her enjoying her food at a comfortable pace without too much a mess, other days she just throws things around, leaving me cleaning the floor, table, three chairs (including hers), wall, windows and sofa. I always have to clean her, sometimes less, sometimes more, then I just put her into the shower.<\/p>\n<p>It is amazing how she has become so much more attached to me. She now comes over to me and wants to be lifted up while I\u2019m cooking even when Susanna is at home. That didn\u2019t happen before. I\u2019m getting stronger in my left arm; it\u2019s kind of tricky to cook with only the right arm free, but doing it with the left is even trickier. I do have to put her down for some task and she does somehow understand it too, but as soon as I\u2019m done with the thing that made me put her down in the first place she\u2019s back between my legs almost trying to climb up.<\/p>\n<p>I thought the hardest thing would be not meeting people all day. And I think it is. I\u2019m trying to get out every day, some days for some shopping, others for some activity (we have her swimming once a week now), or just to go to the playground or to the open preschool. Later, when Susanna is working full time I will come and visit her at work too.<\/p>\n<p>Sleep is a bit of a problem still. I can get her to sleep, but it requires a long walk or bicycle tour. I have to time it right and have to be on the move for at least half an hour. Then she maybe sleeps for one hour, but if I stop it\u2019s not sure that she continues to sleep. Twice she did sleep a while after I got home, but every other time she woke up.<\/p>\n<p>This last weekend was beautiful, so we had a little walk around our house:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/2012\/10\/11\/some-different-life\/attachment\/10\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-359\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-359\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/10.jpg\" alt=\"Beautiful weekend\" width=\"800\" height=\"800\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/10.jpg 800w, https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/10-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/10-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>As I was writing Susanna was looking at some toy-car-thingy: <a href=\"http:\/\/www.swingcar.se\/\">http:\/\/www.swingcar.se\/<\/a> (She didn\u2019t look at that page I\u2019m sure of, because I couldn\u2019t fine the film she was looking at there. It had a song as soundtrack; see film below; which made me remember a walk I made midsummer 2004. I made a walk in my neighbourhood that night, thinking of how my life was. Back then I was just doing the last parts of my master-thesis. This was a period in my life when I had lost myself. I felt like I wanted to run from everything. I was thinking I should move to a new place and start over. I just knew I wouldn\u2019t get rid of the feeling anyway. It felt hopeless. Still I had many things I was really happy about. I had a few good friends and I really looked forward to visit my brother later that summer.<\/p>\n<p>[embedit snippet=&#8221;not-gonna-get-us&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Here are a few pictures from that walk:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/2012\/10\/11\/some-different-life\/midsommarpromenad\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-358\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-358\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/Midsommarpromenad.jpg\" alt=\"Midsummer walk 2004\" width=\"800\" height=\"640\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/Midsommarpromenad.jpg 800w, https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/Midsommarpromenad-300x240.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/files\/2012\/10\/Midsommarpromenad-375x300.jpg 375w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>After looking at those pictures I started looking at other old pictures. O have I changed. I showed some of them to Susanna, I think she is really happy I have changed. I\u2019m happy too. I found myself again. Now I have a happy family and the feeling of wanting to run from it all just doesn\u2019t come anymore. I live so much more right here, right now. I think that\u2019s the only way of living taking care of a child.<\/p>\n<p>Some more music reference there if you want:<\/p>\n<p>[embedit snippet=&#8221;right-here-right-now&#8221;]<\/p>\n<div data-counters='true' data-style='square' data-size='small' data-url='https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/2012\/10\/11\/some-different-life\/' data-title='Some different life' class='linksalpha_container linksalpha_app_3'><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='facebook' class='linksalpha_icon_facebook'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='twitter' class='linksalpha_icon_twitter'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='mail' class='linksalpha_icon_mail'><\/a><\/div><div data-position='' data-url='https:\/\/blog.wolfmaier.se\/wolfie217\/2012\/10\/11\/some-different-life\/' data-title='Some different life' class='linksalpha_container linksalpha_app_7'><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='facebook' class='linksalpha_icon_facebook'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='twitter' class='linksalpha_icon_twitter'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='googleplus' class='linksalpha_icon_googleplus'><\/a><a href='\/\/www.linksalpha.com\/share?network='mail' class='linksalpha_icon_mail'><\/a><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; So, now I\u2019ve been home with our daughter for one and a half week.\u00a0I&#8217;m\u00a0starting to get a hold of things. I\u2019m starting to understand the work involved in entertaining a kid all day. 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