Today this girl is 11 years old. 11 years! I became a mom 11 years ago. Even if I say it loud and look at old photos I cant believe that she is now closer to 15 than 5! What happended? Where did my baby go? Where did that new mum go? Well, a … Continue reading The day I became a mom 11 years ago
This with blogging can be a hustle sometimes, or I make it a hustle most of the times. When I was moving photos from Mayanis computer to the new harddrive I got, I found a folder with all the photos from the posts I made on the previous Jennychangala.com. What happened when I lost it … Continue reading Treasures on the hard drive
I am finally back at work! Started with a weekend full of evenings. Friday, Saturday and Sunday. To work weekends comes with the job description when you work as an ICU nurse. Sometimes it really sucks to work when everybody else is off, especially when you are invited to parties or other fun things people … Continue reading Once a nurse, always a nurse….
It is time for you to get to know the Jenny Changala that keeps appearing and reappearing in the bloggosphere a bit more. I had blogs before. Yes, I did and when I sat looking through my old WordPress blogs (allhingsdesigned and thechangalas) and trying to find a way to save them the other day, … Continue reading Down the memory lane and export/import business
February is soon ending, and that is like the best thing. Not a fan of February. March comes with more promise of spring and warmth and the birthday of my first born. She turns 11 this year! A real tweenie. Can´t believe it, but at the same time I can, because I feel older. Since … Continue reading Self care and books
Today was the first day that I could take a walk in over a week. It was 5 degrees warm and a bit of sun. The rest of this new year has been cold. Like Sylvia says; I don´t love this. I have always had more difficulties with winter darkness and the cold than any … Continue reading Winter, I don´t love you
I just want to keep sitting in sun chairs Using no other shoes than Birkenstock Forgetting to put sun screen and feel my skin burn a bit Chase mosquitoes in the night and flies in the day Keep walking in the woods and picking blueberries as snacks I want to keep forgetting what day it … Continue reading Poem to summer
