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March 3, 2019

Ever since before my 20s, I have got questions about marriage and babies. When we are really young we are told (at least when I was a kid, I really hope it has changed and children are told differently now) that a family is of a man and a woman and their children. Me and my girl friends back then were more or less told to believe that when we grow up we will meet a nice man, get married and have two children (a boy and a girl), a golden retriever, a volvo and we would live happily ever after in our beautiful house. Well, that’s not how it is for most people.
Questions about marriage and kids should not come before you are 20. You can ask kids what they think of their future of course, but don’t tell them a bunch of bullshit and don’t assume they will all grow up wanting those things.
When you’re in your 20s, the questions multiply by a lot, especially if you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, but also when you don’t. When you get engaged and then married, puh, people won’t stop asking about when the babies, plural, will come. 

This is an extremely important thing to talk about!

I have seriously been annoyed and eventually been really angry about these questions for many years. When I’ve got them, I just brushed it off and said something funny back or I didn’t say anything at all, because it’s non of anyone else’s business. I might sound like bitch now, but this is important.

There are many couples who try and try and desperately want children but can’t. There are those who will do anything they possibly can to have a child. There are those who doesn’t want to get married and those who doesn’t want to have children. Many have to go through miscarriages before it works, if it ever works. Some people get pregnant right away and push out healthy little ones. Some wants to get married and have kids right away, and some want to wait. Some wants to get married but doesn’t have anyone to marry….
There are many many many stories. And questions can hurt. 

So before asking someone about when they will get married or especially before asking about when they will have children, remember that these people, all people, have a story. 

Everyone assumes stuff about others all the time. You are expected to get married if you have been dating for a long time. You are expected to have children right after you get married. You are expected to want a family the older you get. But you know what, not everyone wants these things.
My husband and I got married and all the assumptions got way worse than before (plus we got a ridiculous amount of questions if this was a real relationship or just for me to get a green card).
We knew before getting married that we didn’t want a kid just yet. We said that maybe 32 could be a good age and we only want one. We never said this out loud to anyone, because it’s our decision, not yours. Now I came out with that we were pregnant but lost our baby and guess what, everyone now assumes that we are going to try again. Maybe we will, but maybe we won’t. Maybe we feel that nah, it’s maybe not for us, or maybe  we are that couple who desperately wants a baby, or maybe we get pregnant again but find out that for some reason we will never be able to have a healthy child, or maybe this or maybe that. Either way..It’s non of anyone else’s business but ours. Whatever we decide, if we want to talk about it with someone, we will, otherwise, don’t ask and don’t assume. 

What motivates you?

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February 28, 2019

Good Morning! From yesterday’s depp day we have to jump right into today’s pepp day. Don’t you agree? We can’t feel sorry for ourselves for too long, we have to stand up and power through. Down days are good I think, it makes you realize things and then you wake up the next day and can start over. It also helps that it’s blue sky and not snowing today haha. 

What do you do to motivate yourself? What inspires you? For me it’s watching dance performances on like youtube done by companies or dancers that make the kind of art or use the movements I love, or I listen to a podcast with interviews with people I think are cool and has done amazing things, or I open Google Music and listen to fun or inspiring songs. Right now I’m playing the Batman Lego song “Friends are family” over and over. I love the part in the video when they all come in clapping their hands to the beat super smiling, that’s what I think about when I hear that song and it makes me really happy:) 

It doesn’t have to be big things that can motivate you, a simple thing like a song can be enough. And then sometimes you need to sit down and think about why’s. My husband and I want our dream house in the future and that’s one thing that pushes us (or, it pushes me, I can’t speak for him). I want palm trees to look at in a backyard where Thor can run around, I want my husband to quit his job and I would be the one going to work every day, these past few months I imagined my child growing up, going to school, playing sport, having parties with friends, starting high school, moving out, graduating college and so on and Jim and I would be there teaching her all the important things in life and see her explore the rest for her self. I picture us on all these awesome vacations, Jim and I will renew our vows, I see us sitting in rocking chairs on our porch with gray hair with Thor by our side being the oldest dog in the world (cause he’s gonna live forever!). See, it’s not that hard. Now I’m motivated and I know my why’s. Time to go and be awesome.
Tjingeling

If I’m not a dancer, who am I then?

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February 27, 2019

I have to go back and give more blood next week. My level is down but not enough. It sucks. 

To something else. I’m having a hard time this morning. Questions like “Who am I?” “Do I really miss dancing?” “What can I do if I’m not a dancer or dance teacher?” “Should we have a baby or not?” “Do I have to live in Stamford and freeze every winter til the end of time?” What, when, how, this and that… Deep thoughts this morning and my head hurts. I wish I was a mini horse like Lil Sebastian. 

I know it’s not my fault we lost the baby, but today it feels like another failure of mine. 4.5 years of feeling like a failure. When we got pregnant I finally felt like someone who was awesome again. I was growing a tiny human in my belly. It was all up to me. Eating the right things, staying away from certain food, being active and move the ways that my belly allowed, try to sleep and stay calm so the baby was happy, doing all the research about pregnancy and first months with a baby. I did everything right…and it still ended with the feeling of failure. 

I’m feeling sorry for myself today. I see all obstacles and I have no motivation. I feel like a disappointment to my husband. I would like to do all these awesome things but I don’t know how to begin. And if I begin, would it be for what I really want? These years of being a housewife was meant to have me figure all this out. Why am I still stuck some days? 

And, I’m cold.

more blood tests

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February 26, 2019

I just spent 1.5 minute at the doctors and took what I first thought was a $25 taxi home. An expensive blood test…until I saw I got the ride 50% off which was a little better price. My HCG level (hormones) was not down enough last week so I had to come in now and have them take more blood. Good thing we keep producing new blood cause otherwise I would be empty by now. Hopefully it’s down to zero, I really don’t wanna go back in. 

The whole pregnancy feels almost like a big blur, sometimes it feels like these three months never happened. We were at the doctors 4 times but I barely remember.
The first two-three weeks after conception you don’t even know you’re pregnant and then you have to wait til week 8 or 10, depending on your doctor, to come in for your first visit. Since I didn’t have any symptoms really, it was just regular days and what felt like long waiting for that first appointment to confirm that there was a baby in there. After the first ultrasound it slowly started to sink in that we were having a baby, but you’re still in that stage of just walking around like a “normal” person. Clothes were getting tighter by the day but that’s about it. People didn’t know about it so you are just walking around smiling to yourself. I started to say good morning and good night to the belly after week 8 or 9 in an attempt to make it more real for myself. After we told our families about the pregnancy and spent a week with my parents, it started to be real and I even played with the thought of being called “mom” in the summer.
So, to sum it up, we had one week of being pregnant, the rest is just blurry.
It almost feels like I just woke up from a very long nap. And the months before getting pregnant, all I had on my mind was that I wanted it to work the next time I was ovulating. So those months feels like a giant mush of hopes. 

And now I’m back to being a normal person again. Right now I’m just waiting for my hormone level to go back so that my period can show up (well, no woman is really waiting for that to show up but my body needs to go back to normal). And then regular life is gonna continue like nothing ever happened. We never had a little girl, I was never pregnant, it was just a sad nap. 

Staying up late is rare

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February 25, 2019

All weekend, Jim and I have been joking about that we are getting older. We stayed up “late” on Friday and I told him that we are invited over to D and G’s around 7:30pm on Saturday and his reaction was “wow, so late”, hahah. Back when we first met, he wasn’t home from work until maybe 7:30, then he would spend an hour at the gym and after that get ready to go out or to see me. Same for me. Some classes in New York didn’t end until after 8, I had to go home and change, take the train back into Manhattan and meet Jim maybe around 10. These days we are in bed by 10, hahhahahahha! What happened to us??

So our weekend looked like this:
We stayed up til after 11pm on Friday which felt late. On Saturday we went grocery shopping while being really hungry (which is never a good idea, but to our surprise we ended up only with the things we needed). We then decided to go to Colony Grill that we heard is good. We ordered a takeout pizza. After paying, the staff asked us if we wanted a free pizza cause the order for someone else got wrong. My empty screaming stomach was so happy! We got to sit down, they came and ask if we wanted something to drink and asked us how we were doing and stuff, really good service and awesome pizza! So now we had one pizza at the place and another one to eat at home, a lot more food than we needed, but it was great. 

At 7:30 we took an uber over to D & G’s house. We had decided the week before to have a hotdog night together. Again, so much food. What an unhealthy day. It was a really nice and relaxed night. J an Gareth hung out on the balcony while Daniela and I snuggled up under blankets on the couch just talking. At midnight we realized how late it was, so we had some dessert (G had made an awesome banana walnut cake) and then they drove us home. We were in bed sometime after 1am which resulted in us waking up after 10am the next day, haha.

We didn’t do anything really all Sunday. I sat by my computer for a few hours, J went to the gym, we made some chicken tikka masala and rice, gave Thor a bath and then I just waited for the Oscars to begin. Did you watch it? I kinda liked that there was no host, the night wasn’t as long as previous years. I can’t say I enjoyed the show much though. The Academy keeps cutting peoples speeches off, only the same 6 or so movies were nominated in all categories and I haven’t seen most of them. How the performance that Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper did started was pretty creative and I like it a lot (A Star is Born is another movie I haven’t seen). I was in bed by midnight and it took me an hour to fall asleep.
Three “late” nights in a row, wow, I feel so young 😀
(and today I’m tired 😛 )

This was of course the funniest part of The Oscars 2019