Spotlight on Judith Charlotte

 

Judith Charlotte

Some pictures are assembled with a lot of thought, others are simple snapshots that are full with beauty. Judith Charlotte, a young fashion designer living in Paris,  shares magical shots on her Instagram account.

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Three years ago, I was having breakfast with S. I had spend an interesting night, contractions had ripped me from my sleep, but a shower later I was peacefully snoring again, the contractions continued. When I arrived in the Maternity Ward at 11:30am I was already at 4 or 5 cm. Things went quickly, S arrived at the hospital 2 hours after I did, and at 15:34 our daughter joined us.

Happy 3rd Birthday

Today, she is 3 years old! It has been quite an adventure.

Currently little one is still fast asleep, it’s one of those rare nights she spend from the beginning to well now in her bed. Up until the end of last year she was still sleeping in the parental bed, but my growing belly and her size made her take the decision that it was time to try the little bed. It was our plan to convince her to sleep there, but finally she decided on her own. Just like so many other things.

In June, she figured it was time to no longer wear her diapers and start using the potty, I am only responsible to the extent that I bought her a potty. Two years ago, on her first birthday she learnt to walk, when she was 7 and a half months old it was crawling. The hardest part to get her to get used to was no longer nursing on my breast. Looking back, that was the only developmental step that happened by me forcing it upon her, there was no choice, really.

I enjoy reading with her, many of the stories we read are so important to her that she can recite the ending of the sentences, and sometimes she knows the whole book. Will she be a young reader? I don’t know, but I do know that she is a lover of books.

Sometimes she is shy, but that’s when she is tired. But once she starts to like someone, well then she has a loose tongue and will fill your ears with questions and stories in German or French.

How cute she has been after the last ultrasound in January, she asked the doctor for a picture of her future sibling, so that it could be hung on the wall and kissed before leaving the house. It will be such a change for her, for us, once our family will be growing in March.

Now, I have learnt so much thanks to this little girl.

I really don’t know what to say, besides:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


© Solveig Werner 2017. All rights reserved.
Image Copyright Moritz Werner (my dad) February 2014

New Beginnings

New Beginnings

It’s a New Year…
2017 is only a few days old
It’s a year that I have been looking forward to
A year that will be filled with new things
But also with memories
of those who I love that are no loger here
It’s a year of challenges
Of a new apartment (hopefully)
It’s a year of changes
What lays ahead I cannot see (well not everything)
I do not know
But I am optimistic
Some things will be positive
others won’t be
And glad that 2016 is now behind me
It’s a new beginning
It’s a year with new life
our family will grow
With love and laughter
With hugs, kisses, smiles and tears
It’s a year of hope!

Happy New Year!

footprints


© Solveig Werner 2017. All rights reserved.

“I remember” – the speech I did not give

Stain AngelOn the 23rd of February 2016, my mother passed away. Exactly one month ago. Just in case the opportunity would have arisen at her funeral for a little speech (I held a speech at my grandmother’s funeral), I sat down and jotted down a few words in honour of my mother. Today, I want to recopy them and finally share them with the world. 


I want to share some memories of Nicola, who accompanied me for the first 27 years 6 months and 3 days of my life. I’ll start from the beginning…

Dear Nicola,

I remember how you and Moritz were having a mud fight, that I was not very fond of… this must be one of my earliest memories

I remember sitting inside of the basket that you had on the back of your bike.

To stay with biking, a passion you seemed to have, I remember how you ran after me while you taught me how to ride my own bike (I was a little short of 3 years old).

I remember your marriage, sorry, I was a bit of a pest.

I remember how you would meet me on the way home from school, when I was playing instead of walking home. Sorry for all those unnecessary worries. Continue reading ““I remember” – the speech I did not give”

Learning from a Saint

In the early hours of Saturday the 17th of March 2001, my family and I drove to Staten Island in New York to then take the Staten Island Ferry to Manhattan. This is a great way of accessing New York City, especially if you do not want to take your car into the city. Greeted by a beautiful skyline (in this post you can find some beautiful pictures that I took of it in September 2001 a few days before 9/11), we were promised a beautiful day in the city.

Our habit was to walk up from where the ferries land, all the way to Central Park, which was quite a hike, especially for us kids, my sister was 7 and I was 12. Normally we’d go shopping, climb some sky scraper or even go ice skating (at the Rockefeller Center or in Central Park if the season permitted to do so of course), have breakfast, lunch or even dinner depending if the time of the day and length of our stay. Continue reading “Learning from a Saint”

Breaking the Silence

pink rosesI have been silent for some time now. The month of February only say 7 posts, of which two were guest posts (if you have not read them yet, please check them out). One was about Carnival in Cologne by Conny Kaufmann and the other about Mardi Gras by Diana Gordon. I did not promote their posts as much as I would normally do.

I did not join in  #WeekendCoffeeShare since the 4th Saturday of January, and it is an event that I absolutely love and rarely miss. I made sure to participate in #1000speak on the 20th of February, the only post that was published in the 2nd half of the month. I have been almost completely absent from twitter and from my favourite blogs. I read less than I normally do, I commented less than usually, and I replied to almost no comment. Some of my readers and friends are waiting for me to reply to their emails, I will reply soon.

Some of my readers knew what was going on. Some send me messages to check if everything was ok. I am here, and I will be back but since mid January things have been tough, really tough actually.

Last May, my mother had been diagnosed with a very rare cancer, after months of treatment, chemo, then an oral chemo (tablets), and even immunotherapy the medical staff announced that the treatments could no longer be continued. This announcement was, if I recall correctly, on the 20th of January.

In the week that followed, I was alone with little one (psychologically this was hard, especially when realisation of what was going to happen, hit me like a high speed train), but made sure to spend a lot of time with my mom, she lived only 300m away, which makes things easier especially when you have a toddler in tow. I spend a weekend in Antwerp, and then spend as much time as I could with my mom during the month of February. This meant I was either working, replying to emails regarding lesson requests, or with my mom. I did not see S much, when I was at home I was either out of the house spending quality time with my mom or working.

Over the past weeks, I saw many members of my family and friends, who came to visit my mom. Thanks to their presence things were probably a less straining. Still, things were definitely exhausting.

Last week was the 1st week of the February vacation, most of my students were away on holidays, and I decided to not schedule any new lessons. What am I glad that I said that I am taking a week off! I guess deep inside me I knew things were not going to get better.

On Saturday, while her cousin and his wife were visiting, my mother decided that she did not want any more visitors. That she had no more force to see anyone.

Last week on Tuesday the 23rd of February 2016, the only day, since her initial diagnosis, that my mother did not get out of bed, she passed away in the evening of the same day.

Until my mother’s last breath, I was hoping, yes believing that there was a chance for a miracle!

This day, one week ago I lost my mother to cancer.

She was only 54 years old.

Today, my heart is aching, tears erupt on a regular basis.

Things will be different, always…

Today, I want to break the silence. I want to be active again. I want to do what my mother told me to do and what I promised her in silence as she was leaving.

Much love, Solveig ❤️

Two Years Of Being A Mom – #WeeklySmile

On Sunday my daughter turned 2 years old! Even though it was her special day, it was also a very special day for us, her parents.

Seen that she is still small, she did not really understand what it means “tomorrow is your birthday”, but when on Sunday morning she found a trail of chocolates leading to a small pile of presents, it must have dawned on her that it was a special day. She spend her morning busily trying out her new felt tip markers. We got her ones that can stay without a cap for 8 weeks, seen that most felt tip markers dry out after 20 minutes, this is an amazing feat!

After an extensive walk in the park, we went to my parent’s house where more presents, 3 cakes  and many people were keen on celebrating little one’s 2nd birthday. When little one saw the cake, I had made for her, decorated with little chocolate lightbulbs (I’ll be sharing my recipe soon), she got even more excited. Continue reading “Two Years Of Being A Mom – #WeeklySmile”

The Creation of Smiles #WeeklySmile

I have been smiling a lot this week, and that even though it has not always been easy to stay positive. As I have mentioned before, I smile a lot, I am almost constantly smiling. So I want to share a few moments that made me smile more.

post-milestone-200-2xJust before midnight on Wednesday I published my 200th post! I have been struggling a bit this week to find time to write. Initially I wanted it to go live on Tuesday, but it was only ready a very few minutes before Thursday started… That’s worth a smile isn’t it?

Another smile stemming from the blogging world is the very positive way in which my post Who am I? has been received. I am so happy that many people have used it as a prompt to ask themselves the same question and have been linking back. I do hope that more people will join in this exercise of self-discovery.

But these two aren’t even the principal smiles that I wanted to share… Continue reading “The Creation of Smiles #WeeklySmile”

If we were having coffee – 23/01/2016

Time flies at the moment doesn’t it? But not like a young bird learning to use it’s wings, no, like a concorde airplane. It is already the 3rd 4th coffee share of this year. I told you time flies!

If we were having coffee, then I would ask you how you are doing. I must confess that I did manage to catch up with my comment answering backlog, just to fall behind again. I have been reading posts here and there. I have not been “allowed” to use the computer as much as I would have liked, I think that I just jinxed myself… In short at the moment it is not all that easy to get some me or writing time. Continue reading “If we were having coffee – 23/01/2016”